Thursday, May 1, 2014
Thy Fate Comments
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Standing on a quiet, barren land,
thousands deceased, gloomy atmosphere, yet a sunflower bloomed.
Veiled in grey and white surrounding, tanned.
Meagre and affluent, all vanity statures doomed.
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2/22/2026 1:56:31 PM # 1.0.0
Hmmm....that fickle hand of fate! ! ! I believe that to a large degree we do control our destinies but to a small degree we don't. And that's where that crazy fate game takes over. Love the poem! .