Is life an accident or the order of destiny,
maybe a journey procured by chance or the essential events of consistency?
An accident that occurs by mistake, or by order with a cause.
An order of functional value's that do not pause.
The clarification of accident's are errors and mistakes.
The order of behavior is the conduct of fate.
Order dictates a future within control.
Accidents are chance's that simply unfold
This accident, that order, both of value and worth,
is the necessity of the nature of life for growth.
Some say life has order, some say, it's just an accident,
whether accident or order, a life of divine symmetry is all that's meant.
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