Fate

It’s the rough nights
After the long days
That temper
Our spine
From a soft thing
Easily broken
To fired metal
A spine that can flex
Give at its joints
But never be broken

It’s the long nights
After the rough days
That make us
Choose what is
Important
Around us
And inside us

It’s those rough and long ones that can make us or destroy us – and that is a fate of our own choosing…

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