My dear fourth, time to put you away.... Now for the last ball of the day... It's irridesent walls Always intrigue me Not to mention induce a little fear. I look into the ball And I pear back. Controlling my own destiny Deciding my own fate What a cruel punishment And I curse you. I stare and stare Hoping to see my purpose today. As I give one last meaningless gaze I smile creeps across my face... I see it.... My destiny my purpose... My fate.Birth sign: Gemini
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