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Mar 2011
Let’s break free of those..
rusty, binding chains we call fate;
once hidden behind the façade of a safety net.

“everything happens for a reason”
My sincerest apologies but… no it doesnt.
Refrain from complaining.

“I am the captain of my Soul”
And all that glorious *******.
Cue the dramatic pause.

We’re ****** into this world
searching…searching for a meaning.
Something, anything! to justify our suffering.

---I’m here to tell you:---
--There is no inherent meaning.--
--Create your own.—

Your destiny is a blank canvas,
Paint yourself a masterpiece..
Or angrily hurl paint at the walls.

It makes no difference.
Be happy, live passionately.
Written by
John Roark
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