The Fate Of Destiny Poem by Cameron Penrose

The Fate Of Destiny



destiny
held out his hand to me
and said I could rest in he
and he blessed me
but after I was of age
I set out on my own
to open my own cage
I know no longer whether
I'm in or out
just that they call me fate
destiny is proud of me
but only after I did
what I did that he said
wasn't allowed of me
to take into my hands
destiny

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