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Who has control?
Time defines imaginary lines our minds refine to definitive data doting destiny
so that immortality seems less of a daunting task.
We waver with notions of control constantly in clandestine affairs with fate
making us feel like we’re walking with purpose.
But the direction of steps do not iterate the intensity of each one as it was taken; why run the whole race
when each tread (no matter where it takes you) may be teeming with life.
You’ve heard it all before-it is never the destination but the journey
and no one but you knows the way.
so that immortality seems less of a daunting task.
We waver with notions of control constantly in clandestine affairs with fate
making us feel like we’re walking with purpose.
But the direction of steps do not iterate the intensity of each one as it was taken; why run the whole race
when each tread (no matter where it takes you) may be teeming with life.
You’ve heard it all before-it is never the destination but the journey
and no one but you knows the way.
Published 28th Jul 2011
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