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Destiny

Sep 16, 2022
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Updated: Sep 20, 2022

By Ankit Agrawal


It’s scripted from your own sweats,

Destiny not inked in God’s paper patch.


Strong will, be your smith’s hammer,

Excuses and whining will be your eternal clutch.





Lost faith, be your Achilles’ heel,

Fighting spirit, will Satan’s match.


Fear and doubt, make you trapped,

Belief and courage, open every latch.


By Ankit Agrawal





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