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What does the future hold? It is something so unseen.
Is it something we can mold, and shape to every dream?
Can we hold fate in the palm of our hand, and brake it into pieces?
Or does fate control our plan, and shatter us until it ceases?
Catlin L. Crawford
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David Darbyshire (7/25/2006 8:21:00 AM)
I agree with Joy, Life is Life, fate is our Fate, we have our own free will, we can go left, can go right, or straight into the jaws of the devel hiihiiihihihhiihihi lol's Nice dave xxx |
Declan McHenry (7/6/2006 2:38:00 PM)
A neat and succint piece Catlin. It reminds me, in passing, of a fragment of a Poe poem. |
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