randomness of nature
Time stretches & squeezes.
Stars realign.
The Universe conspires,
manoeuvres , orchestrates.
And here you are,
Thinking people meet
by coincidences.
NO COINCIDENCES CAN HAPPEN WITHOUT CONSPIRACY.
YASHI
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