I look up and see a light.....a light that is not just hope, it is eternity. I look beside me and find darkness......darkness that is not just a part, but absolute. Did i land here because i was meant to.....or was it my “destiny“. I did not believe in that word when i set sail in the high seas.....why would i, i was grand and confident, steered by the elite.............elite whose skeletons lie undetected below my hull. What brought me down.......was it my own insecurity, my unwillingness to trust tomorrow because today i was the king. Destiny they say, has a cruel sense of humor...today i watch the the shadows of countless boats pass over my grave and wonder what destiny has in store for them..........maybe one day another grand descendant would come to visit me..............and stay with me till i am a part of my surroundings......do not judge me by my cruel sense of loneliness as i believe that destiny demands demons..........................................
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