Fell and found that the poster child of fate was faceless

Ran toward the hoard and screamed we’re all destined for greatness

Each of us can see the dust accumulated waitin’ for

Eternal joy employed by predetermined sacred placement

Do you hold the key to be free and truly fulfilled?

Or do you believe that it’s not up to you to keep your water cup distilled?

Must we kill tendencies? Burn the shedded skin of makeshift archetypes

Surrendering your energies the weightless light inside will make this painless

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