It isn't our inadequacy
Because its beneath the river of passion
Above a burning coal of ambition
Who can tell the future
Perplexed but not destroyed
Engaged but still calls to forsake
Afraid of the dividend
Just a glimpse of the future.
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Nudging down the life street
A track filled with partial and impartial arbiters
God, me and you
What if, the future is mine to tell.
None the less life propels
Down to a magnetic part of choice
Fueled by determination
The future is here.
It just dropped in me yesterday.
Got a whole night to write rewrite and then i came up with this.
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