Fate is my lover,
His kiss wakes me up with the sunrise,
and his embrace promises me of tommorow,
his gentle touch reminds me of a future,
and laughter promises a sweeter ending,
His hand guides me forward,
when I am afraid to move
His strengh conqures mine,
when he requires me to be still and listen,
And his heart reminds me that not all that is written in stone,
is dead.
-K.E Rausch

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