Clockwork of Our Destiny
Destiny spins its clock
Have we met before?
In a world unknown.
With erased memories
We went on living
Without realizing,
How meaningless it was
Until we met again
And then on
Began a meaningful journey.
But what happens
When it loses its meaning?
Will everything come to an end?
Alas, a full stop to a sentence, completes it;
Just like how it was for our journey.
All I can hope for
Is it to end on a good note.
Destiny spins its clock once again
A life purpose unserved.
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