FATE

Ravished and void of any human emotions

He follows the tracks, he knows would lead him

Hopefully to higher grounds and better bypaths

Than the beaten,troden one, he's walked in the past.



So he rushes on,around  the next bend to meet valiently,

At last, the illusive, misterious, unique Madame Fate.

He walks  regal and tall, with no more fears seemingly now,

Persistance, he knows is the name of her game.



He's now to a better start, with a brand-new plan

He's set up  and deep instill in his heart.

He's now more than ready to meet her, this time at last

And look at her face to face,and lose himself into those eyes!

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