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The Windmills of Destiny 
Karif had often dreamed of the mountain with a light 
And so went forth upon the quest, his destiny to find 
He found the ocean blue, slept in the desert night 
And the windmills of destiny kept turning in his mind 
 
At a market square in Shiraz he was smitten by desire 
He found secrets of the universe upon the Astral Plane 
He met the story teller and the man with eyes of fire 
And the windmills of destiny were turning once again 
 
He gained hypnotic powers, he produced moving light 
He was counselled by a mystic in a City of the Dead 
From the clutches of his captors he fled into the night 
And the windmills of destiny kept turning in his head 
 
He found the path of life does not always go to plan 
When on a quest take care one is not led by the blind 
Karif set out as just a boy, returned as a grown man 
And the vision of his destiny was burning in his mind