Introspection
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Fate, you pull the strings, create ripples in waves, and unleash cascading effects that breed uncertainty. You control timeless currents and the converging actions that alter our path. What are your plans, Fate? This timing of yours is no mere coincidence. The relentless march of events, it’s devouring the burning ember—choking out the burning flames.
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Distant on the horizon, way above the stars Across the galaxy and the unknown universe… A world of our dream may still yet exist, Living the life that we yearned for, daring yet to dream… What if the strings of fate had woven differently, And our dreams remained whole—unbroken by fate? A path that never
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I will be gone—forgotten from history, lost to the whispers in the wind. I will not be remembered. Nothing of significance contributed to the world or to our society… A life seen as a waste; mistakes made but lessons not learned. I am probably not alone on these thoughts, many see their life as compounding
Fading Waves 