CHANCE

 

CHANCE

 

Of all the chances, of all the places,

of all the people, it has happened.

Lori came along and into my life,

from the darklands of Scotland.

A Scottish Goth into planes,

a real soulmate I’ve found.

Distance will be overcome for in a week

I’ll be with her, at journeys end.

What are the chances? Well, it happened

and for that I’m grateful to life and fate.

A chance has been given and ill take it

to be with my Scottish Goth, Lori…

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