Ode to Fate
We are the inventors,
And we are the musings of streams,
Pulling threads from our great web,
And becoming architects of dreams.
We are the poets and revelers
Whose world is falling to decay,
And we are the light of the sun
When the world has forgotten day.
We are the sound of crashing waves,
Upon some unknown shore,
And we carve the path which seals our fate,
Now and forevermore.
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