Destiny: A Memoriam
Three fifths pleasure,
Two fifths pain,
Life’s elusive treasure,
Is something never gained…
With a dash of hope,
And a pinch of doubt,
We try to cope,
But battle it out.
Our dreams give us wings,
And expect us to fly,
With that, our hearts sing,
Like a dove passing by.
But our sorrows surmount our glee,
And forever it will be,
A drifting memory.
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