Many men, many lives
Transverse through the same flux of time
And through their minds infinite possibilities arise
Some in anger smoulder take paths of violence and crime
Some in care and compassion take noble paths sublime
Some learn to progress others to descent
Some learn to bond and belong, others to dread and dissent
Some to speak few to listen
Some see light others see darkness
We live the same time, but each taste it different
And what we derive decides destiny of ours
Decides where we head, which paths we find
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