Date With Fate

Passing eyes get recognized, a voice not lost to time… Separated in a split of paths simultaneously entwined… The winding roads we go will end in a common place…  A common face is no mistake gravitating to our fate…  What’s bigger than ourselves, we are just a tiny detail… Of a picture we fall in not a whole, but as an equal… For now we shall remain with the future left to see… Of the day yet again when you and I will meet…

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