My life is a tether broken by my hand.
Streached and pulled until the last strand.

Strings broken once cannot be one again.
Force and insistence are not something to gain.

Love , guilt, hate, and hunger don't differ.
It is all the same when fate doesn't interfere.

What are luck, destiny, and belief, if not hope?
Some see a peacon, while others see a dark road.
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