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We think we're in control, our fate in our hand,
A delusion of grandeur, our ego's demand,
We plan and plot, yet life has its own course,
We fight and resist, a struggle in force,
The illusion of control, an absurd command.
About the Creator
R.Freya
Poetry is my soul's language, and I wield words like a paintbrush. From heartbreak to hope, I capture emotions and spin them into verse.
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