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Very often, humans confidently believe that they are the masters of their own fate, but have we ever stopped to ponder if everything in life was fated, and that we had been , since many centuries ago, been manipulated by the iron fists of some heavenly figure high up in the turqouise skies? Have we ever wondered, despite our current standard of affluence, that we were merely puppets of this vicious cyycle of schemes? I'm one of them, one of the unaware, but gradually growing aware population of people who are fumbling away in life, wondering how things for others can go so smoothly, whereas mine is filled with trials and tribulations. Perhaps I am one of the pathetic victims of this plot of destinies. Sleepy now, but this sleep will bring me into a land of enchanted rivers, streams and wooden cottages. I will sleep forever, escaping from the destiny of my cruel fate. But WHAT IF THERE IS A TWIST AT THE END OF THE STORY??? the story of my life. never told.
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