Some still moments are meant to be serene but it’s not .We are actually on a highway, how ironic!!! The tempo is spiced with millions of choices which out number the branches on the sycamore tree and each single choice happens to be valuable it determines if we are closer or farer from our destiny? but where is our destiny if search we’ll get lost if we find it we know its not the one but there is firm line between right and wrong but we live in a shallow world where right seems wrong and wrong seems right . . . the answer lies in each step of this high tension wire we walk on hoping we won’t slip.
Hey wait what if we land on Z- edge!!! There’s no fate its only grace He gives discretion I’m so blessed I don’t the way but I know the Waymaker
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