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Coincidences happen 
Or are they just fate?
Sometimes maybe 
Hate attracts hate.

He cleaned the knlfe lovingly
Watched it gleam in the light
The thinly oiled blade prepared
For the coming night.
Her had chosen carefully
Picked the place on the street
Knew exactly the spot where
He and his victim would meet.
Approached her carefully,
Quietly from the rear,
Eased out his blade as 
He drew fatally near.
The last thing me saw was 
Her backward glance
As she turned to assume
Her killing blow stance. 
She left his body lying
There in the street
Exactly in the place where she
Had planned they would meet

Do Coincidences happen,.
Or are they maybe planned,
Coincidences may happen,
Who  am I to understand?

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