Destiny Decides
Destiny decides
Don't be deceived
But destiny decides
You nailed me in the head
You short me in the heart
Ignoring all the fact
Let the clouds get fold
Keep secrete the truth
But the story is yet to be told
That a glory of a man
Is purer than gold
The old may refuse to reason
But a tree bearing fort fruit
Means it is in it season
What is happening
Is that which is to happen
What is written is written
poem by Matt Ancient
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