"Lady fate" She was my rush, My soft winter's blush. If staying was a choice, Why would I not. We can linger all we wish, Finding true bliss. Or we can restart and see where different roads take us. Train or bus, We really ought to trust, In fate above.
"Lady fate"
She was my rush, 
My soft winter's blush.
If staying was a choice,
Why would I not.
We can linger all we wish,
Finding true bliss.
Or we can restart and see where different roads take us.
Train or bus, 
We really ought to trust,
In fate above. poems stories
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gaumboat
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Autoplay OFF   •   2 years ago
If she could speak, she'd paraphrase stanzas of love poems.

"Lady fate" She was my rush, My soft winter's blush. If staying was a choice, Why would I not. We can linger all we wish, Finding true bliss. Or we can restart and see where different roads take us. Train or bus, We really ought to trust, In fate above.

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