Sunday, January 01, 2006

My Destined Dance

We are all moving in circles,
like the planets in their own revolution.
We are, you and me, are like marbles;
aimed and bumped each other,
by force.
Like comets crashing.
With or the lack of gravity.
How could living be a bore?
If everyday is a play of chance.
If everyday is a dance with destiny.
If one day, i dance,
with my destined chance.

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