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Destiny
The rock
The rock on a high coast, on which I leant.
Your love, as strong as the rock.
We were
children,
we held eternity blindly; we reached
for a meaning that was greater than life:
destiny.
Destiny - word of fools.
Your eye and mine:
they saw
only a hazed horizon.
Illusion.
Endless line before endless line
losing time to d...
Thursday 22nd February 2024 10:10 am
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