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Destiny

Mesmerizing
The gold glittering
Sparkling
Draws me in
With its strong gravitational pull

My legs become week
And are swept out from under me
As I'm being dragged
Floating across a shuffle of people

A crowd of people
Looking
Glancing
Staring
Gawking

I let my arms become weightless
As I soar air borne
And they all just look

Look at me
The boy with the dream of flying
The boy with the dream of riches

Then as I glide across the thin air
I see the thing
The thing I desire most
I reach out to grab it
Letting my fingers only brush past it

One small touch
And it's gone
Poof

I'm free falling
And them
They just point and stare

Waiting for something to happen
Waiting for me to catch myself
To fly high

But I have no control
My hands are tied
And fate shall now decide my
Destiny



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