No Control Over Destiny

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Our choices determine the routes we take, but our destiny is never truly up to us.

In our minds, we all have this picture perfect vision of life...but in selling ourselves false

hopes we forget that none of this is promised to us.

We forget that at the end of the day, it's all out of our control anyway.

Our one true enemy is time as we try to fast forward in the hopes of reaching our

peaks first, only to realize that at the end of this race, there's not one smiling face.

A finish line deserted...

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