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Destiny

Cradled in illusion’s tender shell, Unknown destiny that could fall Waiting end to start by nature's call We float, where shadows softly dwell. From one womb to another our forms unfold, Still in darkness as next is untold seeking the spark that birthed the old One withers yet another is birthed . While senses seek mysteries in line Truth flashes to blind our shine Will we emerge, to that source divine, Or dream forever, in it's serene design?

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