Destiny
There's a place designed for them
the place reserved for them
the place where they belong
their final run
molded of them by them for them
directed by the guarded chamber behind their motives
their hidden school of inevitable thoughts
circumstances
situations
conditions
events
and deep secrets
lurking deep within
inside of them
growing
yielding
demanding their work
their eventual destination in our puzzle-like reality
destiny.
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