there was a theme running through one of the books im reading, is it us that control our lives or is it destiny that is set for us to do.. are we puppets in a play or are we the poeple who control the puppets... i can't exactly say myself but its a thing to think about ???
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Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass, they slip away
Across the Universe
Pools of Sorrow, Waves of Joy
Are drifting through my open mind
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