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Manifest Destiny
and then one day I stopped
stopped hating the gods and fate
stopped despising the insipient shallow faces we wear as masks every day
but I also stopped giving a fuck
and so began my servitude to the gods of mediocrity
worshipping the nirvana of a mindless existence
what futility to replace one god for another
and that's when I stopped stopping
and so I walk alone
finding meaning in footsteps left in the sand
becoming the changing tide erasing my life that was
hoping the footsteps I've left behind
can guide those who seek their own destiny
stopped hating the gods and fate
stopped despising the insipient shallow faces we wear as masks every day
but I also stopped giving a fuck
and so began my servitude to the gods of mediocrity
worshipping the nirvana of a mindless existence
what futility to replace one god for another
and that's when I stopped stopping
and so I walk alone
finding meaning in footsteps left in the sand
becoming the changing tide erasing my life that was
hoping the footsteps I've left behind
can guide those who seek their own destiny
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