It was right in front of me,
Yet I couldn't see it.
Just one step short of the door to my destiny;
I wish I could see it,
And avoid this unbearable agony.
Each whisper of sound dragged me in,
I searched everywhere yet couldn't find it.
I thought and thought, then made my resolve:
Just keep trying, trying, trying—just a bit longer.
Then suddenly, I saw a beam of light.
I couldn’t tell if it was real or an illusion;
The only thing I ever doubted was my vision.
The echoes of fate cried out for me.
The door—yes, the door—I could finally see.
I rushed toward it, the door to my fate,
Hoping to open it before it was too late.
There I was,
Where I belonged.
It was beautiful, overwhelming as well—
Finally, I created an amazing story to tell.
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