I'm trying not to chase my destiny.
(Let it come to me.)
I'm trying not to force my destiny.
(What will be, will be.)
I'm trying not to hold my destiny.
(It soars when it is free.)
Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
I'm trying not to chase my destiny.
(Let it come to me.)
I'm trying not to force my destiny.
(What will be, will be.)
I'm trying not to hold my destiny.
(It soars when it is free.)
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