Destiny

Sitting alone amongst a banquet feast

Bread with and without the yeast

Drink a toast to all the deceased

With each passing moment, time is decreased

Father Time’s patience is running out

Ask the dead what that’s all about

Life goes on beyond what we can see

Read it in the leaves of tea

If I’m ever going to truly be

I must release myself from the burden of me

My ink clouds clarity

Infecting what’s left of purity

Expectations, I set free

Good night sweet destiny

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