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the whole of love.
the whole of love, each instance
~ an existence of universal conspiring
(and perhaps a little self-motivation)
if fate is your thing
I once told myself
there was a grander path,
a happy ending kind of purpose ~
something worth the constant
ache
clawing its way through my chest
every drawn-out and tortuous cycle
of the dancing moon and sun;
I found rest in the in-between,
only to feel the crushing weight of
forever
smothering my dreams
in the one place I could still believe ~
once again, and then again
and again
now I know that fate is
whatever you make
of the opportunity to act,
of that to love
the whole of love, each instance
~ an existence borne of decision
(and perhaps a little Celestial motivation)
if choosing is your thing
~ an existence of universal conspiring
(and perhaps a little self-motivation)
if fate is your thing
I once told myself
there was a grander path,
a happy ending kind of purpose ~
something worth the constant
ache
clawing its way through my chest
every drawn-out and tortuous cycle
of the dancing moon and sun;
I found rest in the in-between,
only to feel the crushing weight of
forever
smothering my dreams
in the one place I could still believe ~
once again, and then again
and again
now I know that fate is
whatever you make
of the opportunity to act,
of that to love
the whole of love, each instance
~ an existence borne of decision
(and perhaps a little Celestial motivation)
if choosing is your thing
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