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The Mystery Of Destiny
Destiny, oh destiny, why hide thyself from me.
Come out, come out, for all to see.
A life filled with struggle, then at last a surprise.
Why not reveal now how I self-actualize?
Have I no choice of my destination,
How I’ll proceed in my maturation?
How many ways could there be?
Or outcomes to this mystery?
More than one, surely a few,
Leave some things to chance, it’s the least you should do.
I want to have challenges and growth each day,
A purposeful life as I travel my way.
Life’s surely not over, with just destiny
My soul longs to live for eternity.
Copyright ©
Bill Baker
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