A million trickles towards the shore
As fluid as eternal time
Deeds good and evil lost within
Yet from a chance encounter
A meaning could be found
A handprint etched into a soul
A keepsake to guide us forth
Towards eternity
How do we reign over our fate?
The paths of those passing by
Entwining with a burning resolution
Life, relentless, unending
Until it ceases
Remains of winter's snow A million trickles towards the shore As fluid as eternal time Deeds good and evil lost within Yet from a chance encounter A meaning could be found A handprint etched into a soul A keepsake to guide us forth Towards eternity How do we reign over our fate? The paths of those passing by Entwining with a burning resolution Life, relentless, unending Until it ceases Explain Request ×
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