Dictating things we all will have
But in times of great distress
I would like for a chance to suggest
As the lines they drawn never worked much
And some never live to tell a tale such
Some suffer before they could accept
The fate that it to them for take
Why does some drawings in the stars
Never seems to work in the desire of ours
As the chase of good life is all we do
What if the stars never meant for it to do
Do we blame the fate so ill-stricken
Or do we act and move to make those changes
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