I do not believe in Kismet
kismet takes a bite out of my side
I push him away
because I have never believed in fate
kismet pushes me out of my chair
I land on my head, with my legs in the air
it is not distinguished but it is honest
this battle might make some people into a believer
that fate might possibly be real
but not me
I remain stubborn
refusing to believe that anything but my own actions
and my own reactions determine my future
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