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My Life; My Destiny Ii

So, I play my game Yes, play your own too If mine affects your aim Change strategy or rather boo My efforts than trying to clear my path For redress would fire back my math My morning is to learn From the open world's beauty Till I could gather experiences As much as I can to mingle well in it And of its ugly face the bitterness I earn Would bring energy via responsibility cum duty In brief and quality producing conflict in variances Till time give the go ahead until freedom ages permit Tell Your Heart To Beat Again Never rope fate on scope and tease Tell Your Heart To Beat Again Every cloudy sky once shine so sunny Tell Your Heart To Beat Again Fasting thoughts triggers end into pain Tell Your Heart To Beat Again May be it was all wrong about money My afternoon is to use To the best of my knowledge All the experiences time gathered To make difference above other's view Of caged role model's aspirational muse Buying ideals in store of practices from college But not to the blind phase of revolutionary trend slathered With which many make haste to waste to bid adieu Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface Remember childhood race in the rain Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface Then it was quite open; not all for a gain Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface Yet we push one another to make merry Tell Your Eyes To View Far The Surface Upon all, few could mutter the word sorry My night is to share The best encouragement Available to the old and young To enemy of time: rage, and friend: love All experiences used so far; my cry and cheer When circumstances abandoned me to assessment That time almost age all dreams unsung Until little girl ease my worries and make prime: a dove Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane May be to sharpen the genuine light Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane May be its dim shinning ray has lasted enough Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane May be it is high time to start living right Don't Be Sorry If Thy Loophole Finds You Cane Aren't you tired behind truth crying really tough Meanwhile, lust lurks luck My life is my destiny With life one fulfills rebirth By which oneself is dumbstruck Of aspiration and fulfillment in harmony Notwithstanding, many fought In rife money with more agony... Waiting yet couldn't unearth So forget been smart a good thought Unless grace and luck duly company It shall be runny without a bio till death

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