who are we
Who are we,
are we but what society defines,
or are we what we define,
our struggles,
our fears,
our success,
and our doubts,
what is it that defines our lifes,
surely not what others think of us,
it is what we know we are,
we are individuals,
artists and masters of our own life,
because destiny is something we shape for ourselves,
Not something predetermined to shape our life for eternity.
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