Believed I have not in the winds of fate,
Nor do I follow the dictates of my destiny.
For the guiding tides, I shall never wait,
And to storms of circumstance I shall not flee
“Foolish you are,” said a dear friend to me,
For you deny destiny and to your fate unyielding.
Through the passage of time soon a grave you’ll be,
And to the grim reapers cleave you’ll have no shield.
I replied that my life I’ll leave not to chance,
Through I know that I’m weak of mortal flesh and breath
All my life, I shall play like a well practiced dance,
Knowing that with love in my life I shall conquer death
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