We believe that in no matter what lifetime of ours,
We still end up with the same love and desperation.
So long we’ve wished for dreams; it redraws itself within the clock’s hours,
Because for every fantasy that grows louder, there is only one true destination.
There is a blueprint that plans our every fall and rise.
So many paths, and yet whatever we choose, it’s all part of the plan.
For one only needs to look beyond the power of eyes,
They shall see the opportunities to grab, and the opportunities to lose.
How do our lives suffer and still simply fall into place?
The answer is right here, but we choose the way of distress.
Unaware, and yet we have the same old twinkles on our face,
For we are not given the map that mirrors our progress to success.
Do we all have to follow our destiny’s strict design?
Every dream that we all long to hold in our universe is always ideal;
For after all the orbits the world has twirled, we still work until the same stars align.
All just so that the joyful universe in our heads can be something to feel.
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