Fate's ways may be kind or wicked

They say Kismet was always erratic

Life's boons may dangle before you

Getting them is far from automatic

The day we met was a normal affair

Until you materialised in the room

That cryptic blur was elemental

Your soul nailed me to my doom

Nailed to my doom I linger on

I've never quite shaken you off

I've prayed often for you ...

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