And all is as I choose it be
How will I know the best direction?
Foresight: a boon unknown to me.
I'll take it on consideration,
Revoke my rights to determination,
Break the bonds of my own damnation,
Free myself from indecision's stagnation.
But if it all be fate's decision,
And choice is but a false fancy,
Can I live with such derision?
Is this all I am meant to be?
I'll question Moira's cunning ways,
Fight her paths and hope to stray,
Curse my kismet every day,
While bitterly life would waste away.
Best it be then kept unknown,
Is this path written or my own...
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