Caged...like how birds are;
Unable to see very far;
As many things are decided, by Fate;
Then...inability to choose, people turn to the word ‘Hate’.
Somehow, there is a flow;
Some things are meant to be;
Some things are made through actions and decisions
While others...some things are better to let go.
Like broken dreams;
That’s what it seems
but just broken to make new spaces
for stronger and better dreams to happen.
It is hope,
As Fate made us to come to be;
Without...we wouldn’t be here,
At least...that is clear.
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Bright Blessings,
Joker44