Beyond possibility,
Lies an empty mind knowing no limits,
Hailing to no one and everyone,
As a removed otherworldly entity,
Floating in an endless cycle,
Creating a destiny in the secret world.
The endless power it has,
The power being tapped into,
From a fearless warrior,
To a calm mind,
Everything lies in the palm of his hand,
Setting fate aside,
Back in his hand.
But is this true control,
Does he really belong,
Or is it a fading crack in the hourglass,
Being repaired to its end,
Repeating the cycle again.
Can it see the future,
Yes or no,
Does it happen in the moment or through the past,
Who holds the strings to our being,
Like a silent angel letting it be,
Just like the hands of destiny.
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