Changing the past belies an ominous
And onerous trend -
Heavenly dreams do fail to blossom,
Taking root oh so often in non-fertile, usurious earth,
And challenging our stomachs with that heady,
Inglorious pain of unmatched disappointment.
But nearly approximating this anguish and distaste
Is our productively generated will from good fortune,
Kindly bestowed upon us
By the whimsical chimes of destiny...
For we will likely taste and experience everything
In this rivetting roller coaster,
If we dare to endure the results
And face the truth of life's tragic, yet merciful scepter.
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