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we all have our own lives
it's when these lives cross that magic happens
walking the thin line alone
you can't force it
there is no cosmic destiny
no divination to decide your fate
call it random if you will
all the more beautiful when the pieces come together
all the more devastating when your world comes crashing down around you
either way, life is an adventure
and you've still got your own life
even if you're alone