Pray Says

Clutches know not the rims of my destiny
Traps hold not the feet of my great entity
I move, it moves too
I alternate, it clings to two
My great destiny and me
It stops not until we reach the acme
My destiny resides in the camp
Not for long, just in the mean time
It will in some other place, encamp
It is all dependent on my mime
My destiny goes with me
Which is why I declare it is not trapped
It has a definite scheme
But from a definite place, it has not been tapped
To a recess, it is not fixed
With an atmosphere, it is not mixed
From a constant location, it does not spring
in case of transfer, itself it will bring
My destiny is me
It is but me
Whenever I levitate, why shouldn't it?
If I should skedaddle, it wouldn't fall into a pit
Tie me not down
Do not hold me in this town
For my destiny, I pray
Is me, I say

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Man of destiny