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Inside Is Your Fate


Those with that power

but not a heart of gold,

Can look inside

and your story will be told.

They look inside

but what do they see?

Where the future and present do collide,

is what you are told

when they look inside.

 

You wonder as you sit,

listening to your fate.

Awaiting, as a “gifted” person

waits for you to take the bait.

Some do and some do not

but the mystery remains

as the one with the “gift”

leaves your fate to fill your brain.

 

At last it is time to leave,

but of course not without your fate.

This that has been read to you

by the one that threw you the bait.

And as you leave through the door, and into the street

you begin to wonder if your fate will hold complete.

 
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