Saturday, November 14, 2020
The Wind Of Fate
He manipulates the wheel of life
Masterly woven his past
Carefully paints the present
Collects tons of gold for his future.
The Wind of Fate forced its way
Handed him a Scroll
A World of Nothingness.
Copyright 2020, Rose Marie Juan Austin, All Rights Reserved
Rose Marie Juan-austin
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