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 you are all alone when you hear a voice
 a voice in you tells you to commence a journey
 a journey starts along a long long path
 a path that takes you to an unknown place
 a place where your path intersects with a line
 a line on the palm of a hand
 a hand that belongs to you
 
 Love came, and she didn’t
 ask me to stake it,
 the imbalance. I had
 mistaken not choosing
 for the choice, unwilling
 to chance it and be
 cheated by the distance.
 
 I’m compelled to take a hand offered so tenderly, willing me
 perchance chosen as my fate and freely fated as my choice
 The nimble tongues of my unaccounted decisions speak me a destination
 a destiny i will distance from with each decided step
 
 
 
 
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1 comment:
Beautiful. I am looking forward to the arrival of my copy.
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