~Fate~
No mountain should be an obstacle to climb up.
No river stream should be too ferocious to swim across.
Even when black smoke obscures the road.
The winds blow gravel dust to everywhere.
You might not have a penny left to spend.
Not even a drop out of possibility.
You could be at the last stage of life.
It will manifest!
The written parchment of all human tasks
Disclose by our earthly missions
If it was meant, it would be.
Whether it's a crown.
A cushioned chair
A shining star...
Fate!
The mystery of all!
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© 2008 by _Patricia Etienne
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