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Fate


Fate

 

I stood upon the crest of a hill that

Overlooked the city, the lights, 

The bridge, the traffic-all mixed in my mind

 As I gaze intensely up at the sky.

Then I imagined written all across it

Tomorrow and its unfolding events

Affecting my life. But I could not

Decipher it, yet I knew the next day

My fate would unfold what was written.

The next day another sky met my eyes.

The same sky as yesterday, written across it

A language I could not comprehend.

 

 

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nickkay2
<p>Very interesting</p>

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