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One day I walk to the side of destiny, second day I talk to ecstasy, three to five I'm dead or alive. The rest is a test, a test of love, compassion, action and reaction.The test courage and truth, the test to find your inner youth. Cold or hot my soul is not; one or the other I trust no other; than myself. Alone I am my own home. Home of righteous, home of justice,peace and tranquility, where I can find my own instead of being alone. As I walk on the side of destiny. Christopher Nathaniel Cartwright Copyright © 2009
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Feb 2, 2010
Feb 2, 2010 at 8:13 PM UTC
A walk to Destiny
One day I walk to the side of destiny, second day I talk to ecstasy, three to five I'm dead or alive. The rest is a test, a test of love, compassion, action and reaction.The test courage and truth, the test to find your inner youth. Cold or hot my soul is not; one or the other I trust no other; than myself. Alone I am my own home. Home of righteous, home of justice,peace and tranquility, where I can find my own instead of being alone. As I walk on the side of destiny. Christopher Nathaniel Cartwright Copyright © 2009
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Feb 2, 2010
Feb 2, 2010 at 8:13 PM UTC
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