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Fates fickle hand
I have missed so many years of your life, but I know fate did not have us set to collide until it was ready
Most people place demands on relationships that are impossible,
making it impossible.
Love is but a moment in time, which only lovers can extend to fill their lives as long as they want it too
You have invited me in as I am, and that alone leaves me awestruck at times
Eventually you did collide with my heart
Love found its place amongst debris that was there
Sweeping away the dross, making a clean start in which to flourish
Fate has at last taken my hand and said now is the time
poem
by
Gordon D Wilkinson
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