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Blind men see the color of a soul.
A heart made of stone wanders aimlessly.
Soften your weary soul and eyes open to fate's path set before you.
Destiny, a word that floats around blindly.
Without faith the path sought will never be found.
Bring confidence into the light and bask in it because you'll never break a stride in the right direction if you lack it.
Written by Omar Rivera
Posted on 10-26-12
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