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The wings of time propel us towards fate,

destiny rushing to engulf its grasp.

There are those who believe they control life,

seeking to steer their flow along the line.

While some hold the thought it’s predetermined,

crashing against a wall of rock and stone.

Who of us knows the true reality,

of our future on this hurling sphere.

We are all on this train ride of our lives,

glued to the track as we travel through time.

Stopping to enjoy the view along the way,

‘til we reach that final destination.

Hopefully finding what we seek that day,

as we stop and gaze at the end of time.