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MET
MET
When we met it was shattering, she lost her dad and I consoled her. She listened to my life of woe. What will we be like together when we meet?
Out of today will come, hopefully, a new tomorrow. Will it bring a harvest of peace or a whirlwind of famine? Like 2 moths we were drawn to each other, the question is who is the flame? You... you burnt off my wings and down to earth I...
Friday 24th May 2013 5:20 pm
CHANCE
CHANCE
Of all the chances, of all the places,
of all the people, it has happened.
Lori came along and into my life,
from the darklands of Scotland.
A Scottish Goth into planes,
a real soulmate I’ve found.
Distance will be overcome for in a week
I’ll be with her, at journeys end.
What are the chances? Well, it happened
and for that I’m grateful...
Saturday 7th January 2012 1:56 pm
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