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How this life will turn out... Where ones destiny shall lead!?! Which roads will end in failure.... And which lead toward the highway to succeed? Happiness is the promise on this path to success but Beware, nothings ever been casted into stone It's for this very reason that one can die poor yet truly fulfilled & one can die rich but empty and alone ....Or when one defined as strong let's fear knock them into a hole How easy that position of power gets taken and replaced with a weaker role On the other end there are stories of triumph, when those considered  weak begin to flourish & thrive Proving that there is no exact formula, no guaranteed winner in the fight to survive Its those hidden dangers in life that make it a mystery.... That we are still unable to answer ....... despite looking in history Those things that lack rhyme or reason, without rational justified order.... For example whatever determines who gets abandoned as a child or who's born with a mental disorder? Or who gets the disease of addiction passed down in their genes Is it the luck of the draw? That's just how it seems Even with such a profound effect on somebodies life, ones left with very little control To have a predetermined outcome on a decision that threatens such a devastating toll Once a person is inflicted, it invades the health of the entire bloodline... This pollution starts to build, slowing the current down a little more each time Causing overflow that trickles down into the the puddle that starts below ... The stagnant water at the end of the gene pool becomes breeding ground for more weakness to grow!!
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Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 1:45 PM UTC
Life's Sneaky Hidden Mysteries
How this life will turn out... Where ones destiny shall lead!?! Which roads will end in failure.... And which lead toward the highway to succeed? Happiness is the promise on this path to success but Beware, nothings ever been casted into stone It's for this very reason that one can die poor yet truly fulfilled & one can die rich but empty and alone ....Or when one defined as strong let's fear knock them into a hole How easy that position of power gets taken and replaced with a weaker role On the other end there are stories of triumph, when those considered  weak begin to flourish & thrive Proving that there is no exact formula, no guaranteed winner in the fight to survive Its those hidden dangers in life that make it a mystery.... That we are still unable to answer ....... despite looking in history Those things that lack rhyme or reason, without rational justified order.... For example whatever determines who gets abandoned as a child or who's born with a mental disorder? Or who gets the disease of addiction passed down in their genes Is it the luck of the draw? That's just how it seems Even with such a profound effect on somebodies life, ones left with very little control To have a predetermined outcome on a decision that threatens such a devastating toll Once a person is inflicted, it invades the health of the entire bloodline... This pollution starts to build, slowing the current down a little more each time Causing overflow that trickles down into the the puddle that starts below ... The stagnant water at the end of the gene pool becomes breeding ground for more weakness to grow!!
kim-mccarthy
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Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 1:45 PM UTC
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