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 once upon a time

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Four guys walk single file across a zebra crossing in London town.
One in the lead dies and one in the rear also dies.
We rearrange the sequence…
Lead one is now second,
The last is third in line.
 Would the one in front be dead
and the last one also dead?
 The other two still alive,
Is this known as fate?
Change a sequence way back then
and the future is altered.
A simple rearrangement.
You go first, I’ll go last.
You're both dead and  we are alive.
Did such a simple process decide a timeline?

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