Fate
we stay till the time,
that our fate string is cut,
served time 4 our crime,
our next step is up,
new adventure sublime...
soul onwards, winged stuff...
to flounder and flap,
to get the beat right enough....Don
re: Cecilia Macfarlane
"Choosing Your Fate"
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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