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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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Tom Meng
<p>This is not my poem,please remove it to its poet. thanks</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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