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Destiny is a funny little thing But I can't seem to find it Where is it? Is there a map? Should I follow the stars? The stars aren't always right Constantly changing locations But the dirt under my feet is always true It keeps me grounded The Earth is always there for me It is my refuge Even if I do not know where to go My feet will always know the place called home What do the stars know of this? They live so far removed In a void with no air Suffocating themselves to doom I will follow my feet They know the way to go Where ever my destiny is They will surely know ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ
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Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 1:08 AM UTC
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