Whatever Is Set By My Fate (Common Measure Octave) Poem by Gert Strydom

Whatever Is Set By My Fate (Common Measure Octave)



not a thing can remove
you from all of my thoughts, your face
does there constantly rove
and in my heart there is no hate,
only for you deep love,
as you have a pure kind of grace
that does me always move.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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