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May 2015
Endless possibilities, I won't be controlled,
no such thing as fate, don't trust the lies I've been told.
Mind over matter I'll get what I want,
destroy destiny and it leave so gaunt.
I won't bow to the whim of the past,
I'll make my own future, forever to last.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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