The Hand
A twist of fate
Lead as it will
Showering everyone
Scripts written
Seemingly by chance
As we walk
The hand writes
Reading the words
Paper is forgotten
Now drifting
Drawn to the flame
Blinded in light
Let it go
The hand writes
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