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3/14/2025 for Thrust in the centre of a storm, all I could see was you Poetry Contest sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Lady Fate
Lucky, we are, when safe and warm,
far from a calamitous storm,
but, in danger, we say a prayer,
seeking out that special one,
hoping she is there,
"We're slow. We can't outrun.
Please show us the sun.
Don't vanish in thin air."
While I am blessed with many a friend,
in hard times, I can depend
on them, but in the end,
when troubles are too great,
and I see the black swan,
and heaven's gate,
and all my hope is gone,
I put my faith upon
my lady, Fate.
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