Writhing in my destiny
avoiding hands of fate
strangling and suffocating
choking this away
fight its grip
and break the hold
that's leading me astray
as I strive to make my stake
upon a better day
making my advance
to fight the predetermined
all that's left is chance
of what's beyond my discerning
I battle the inevitable
futility does not exist
no matter the troubles
I will still persist
faith will be fulfilled
caught up in this fray
I still have the will
and I shall find a way
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