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Fate

Emotions trickle out as two worlds collide

 

Forces pulling at every muscle

Making you want to smile day in and day out

For the rest of your life

Butterflies beating softly against your stomach

Attempting to escape

Knowing if they build up any longer

He will know of your excitement and overwhelming happiness

 

There is this funny thing we call fate

A single invisible object

Intended to turn our world upside down

But for us to be unaffected by its constant movement

 

This thing we call fate

May sneak up behind our backs

And catch us off guard

 

The feeling is like the ocean waves quickly coming towards us

And we know of the waves' great strength

That can and will knock us off of our gentle feet

Yet we allow it to come with open arms

Knowing that we have the reassuring softness of the sand

To break our fall

 

They say we will know when this thing we call fate hits us

 

I have yet to experience this tragic yet amazing fall

Towards a world-changing experience

That if nourished and cherished every day

Can be the most magical thing that has touched my life

◄ The Glimmer

Pile of Hopeful Dreams ►

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 17th Jan 2015 16:45

Dreaming is a good thing, on the whole. This does sound like a self-fulfilling prophecy, or movie scenario with all the 'effects' predetermined. The fateful fall actually can be as dynamic as you conceive, but it's always wise to take a deep breath if it hits.

Sand, actually, at the point of strong waves, is as hard as rock

You have considerable style, and a feeling for words. Keep writing, especially about the world you really do know. Welcome to WOL. You will enjoy it.

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