Amidst the tumult's fierce embrace, I alone must make a stand,
A symphony of will within my mind.
No chains of fate, no darkness can,
As boundless spirits upwards soar, in it's destiny where I make my stand.
Beyond the tempest's roar, I find my way,
With purpose forged, I greet each day.
Through trials untamed my shadow cast,
I rise unbroken, resolute, steadfast.
The universe unfolds, a canvas inked in stars so wide,
And on it, dreams and hopes collide.
I am the master of my destiny,
My heart, my compass; my strength, indures.
In every heartbeat, in my every breath,
I've conquered fear, life and death, until I live again once more.
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