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| 394. The Best I stood on the precipice of time My future to be decided by me Though all alone I wasn’t by myself I was guided by a force I couldn’t see To go or to stay wasn’t really a decision My direction was engraved in fate Though uncharted my path would be It was created on my special birth date Regardless of belief in destiny or free will The trek through life is the same We all need to survive to succeed The results of which only we’re to blame Fear not what road you choose For most roads are the same as the rest Just strive to do with what you’re given And in your eyes always remain the best |
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