We are but ripples,
pebbles tossed upon the sea that is life.
A wake cast against the ebb and flow
of the ever changing tides of fortune.
Free will alone stands against
the unrelenting undertow of fate.
Dreams fuel the struggle to defy destiny
and break the bonds of dependence
Where the aspirations of lifetimes await fulfilling
and we are drawn by the yearnings
of what tomorrow will bring.
as always, wordsy "a thin trail of whispers
across a wandering mind
faint flashes of fantasy
that I often find
merely jaded shadows
of who I used to be
they fill with words, my pages
for all the world to see"
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