From the time we are born,
our purpose is fated.
Some of us are loved,
and some of us hated.

Some are meant for greatness,
when others are not.
Regardless of purpose,
we are equally sought.

If we should stray,
from our fated path,
life would be filled,
with much toil and wrath.

Our souls crave sparks,
when our lives lack sheen.
Happiness happens,
when we follow our dream.

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Cindy Penney   Submitted By: Cindy Penney