The Final Destiny
Like a journey that comes to a standstill
A point where mind matters more than heart
The horizon looks dusty, my vision impaired
By the wind blowing right on my face
I try to see through a narrow slit
That opens up in between my eyelids
The next step I take is going to make or break
The way that leads me to the end
Lose friends, path bends
No defense! A down trend?
This decadence of my life's essence
Causes my sentiments to resent,
Uncertainty surrounds me
But my mind and soul blends
To make a fence around me
Preparing me for my final destiny
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