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24. Poem

It's a thing pre ordained

God has created a way

From Topsy turvy rides

To the zig zag tracks

He paved a road

From bitter sad

To happiness amass

God is doing it all

Letting go things 

That aren't meant for me

Letting things in

That are exclusively 

Made for only me

Thousands of years ago

This destiny that now unfolds

Was written beautifully 

Keeping my best in view

By the wisest of all

God Almighty, the all knowing

I trust my Lord blindly

And follow His will as mine

For I know only He can take me

To the place and people I belong

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