Dead Destiny
One journey
For us both
To face the fire
Of tribal master
Politics of disaster.
Two paths
To the land of our dreams
Two separate destinies
On our shared roadmap.
The two
Should have been
Common one.
The visions
Were still two.
The shared camp
Split into two.
Division it starred;
Revolution it bred;
The destiny
Soon died!!
Did this...
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