Lets say things depend on individual point of view
We talk about the parameters with which we ever grew
There are structuring and shaping of things, when we wills
It than brings thousands of joys and countable ills
Stop covering self under the boastful trickster, Chance
Remember you have to bid farewell to the tyrant, Circumstance
Life is sometimes too rocky to traversed by wheel
Retain the fact that other path’s providence do reveal
Outside are our dreams, inside is the vision
Under the eye of supreme, just make it with precision
Be it a skin on a drum or a string on a bow
Don’t loose the rhythm of you own wow
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