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The inevitabilities of the day
the ends of destiny
the fragility of fate
small circles of history.
The catharisis of change
and the shallowness of hope
the shards of the past
that cut every vein
I bleed.
and grace walked past
with shimmering eyes and a blossoming smile
Destiny stooped to raise my brow
for one moment, that drifted by
