And what is life, if not a series of choices made in the void?
They teach us that the path is clear,
but there is always fog where we try to see.
And still, we walk.
Not knowing if each step is right or wrong,
not knowing what defines us, beyond the present moment.

I wonder: how does one decide what to do?
The world is so vast, and the possibilities, infinite.
But what is this thing they...

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My fate is not in your hand

GOD makes our fates alone

Our life are surely planned

GOD feeds the ant in the stone

World is certainly small

If compared to Galaxy as shown

Whoever believes is a giant

GOD to perish the giant alone

MY heart is calm and glad

Satisfied of what I own

Whatever you earn in the dark

SURELY you'll pay it at noon

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Humility is not welcome

in my imagination,

it is outcast.

Though be sure not to patronise me,

I am the shining star

in the firmament 

of my own

baby crib mobile.

Invictus

I, the Captain of my soul

which effectively out-ranks you,

row proletariat row,

get me to the next village

they’re short an idiot.

All the world's MY stage

and you merel...

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