I stood still,
In the pouring rain,
Then jumped on
The side step of a train.
On a sunny day,
I stood,
Waiting for a bus,
I took.
One windy day,
On the sidewalk,
I decided to
Take a tranquil walk.
In either one of those cases,
It occurred to me,
That those small destinations,
Led to my destiny.
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