Power of Fate
I started i, because I felt it,
even the rains of life could't stop me,
even the sun that dried the dream of the weak,
fired my endless ocean of dream which is endless,
heating till no heat is left in the sun.
I did all these with just fate!
I made fate stand and walk around me,
fate the potter, moulding my destiny.
Because I'm in a live dream.
Two things worked for my success,
my body, my spirit emanating from the soul,
working also towards two things,
success and failure, life and death,
still believing in my fate, my friend,
till the day my effort will make a choice,
depending on the efficiecy of my life
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