Saturday, October 3, 2020

277 of 366: The odds of meeting you

In all the lifetimes 
My life revolves the sun
In all the eras
I could have begun
Blessed tis I
To exist in yours
And every second
Passing by
Is the thank I have
To how fate bounded
Existing in your time
Had I feel your embrace
Then I should serve the world
In every conceivable way

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