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Was It God Or Was It Fate

Was it god or was it fate? I confess I am not sure. That uneasy feeling would not leave Though I had pitched my tent there In that exact spot so many times before Was it god or was it fate? I confess I am not sure. What was it that forbade me sleep Who made my spine feel that icy chill Who or what encouraged me to rise? Was it god or was it fate? I confess I am not sure. The rock that smashed into my tent Fell from over one hundred feet above Someone or something watched over me. Was it god or was it fate? I confess I am not sure. Whoever or whatever it was Thank you.

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Date: 6/20/2014 11:15:00 PM
gosh, Daz, is this a true story? If so, I would say you are blessed with a guardian angel. My hubbie thinks he has one. He tells me he nearly died a few different times!! Sure enjoyed this one too.
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Date: 6/18/2014 1:43:00 PM
Who made your fate?
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Date: 6/18/2014 1:39:00 AM
ooh we are both writing about destiny and fate at the same time Daz - now that I find spooky. The poem sent a chill down my spine - I love the way you have structured it and the repetition. Hugs as ever Jan xxx
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Date: 6/18/2014 12:02:00 AM
That is like the people who were late to work when 9/11 happened..There was a documentary on this subject...I'll search around and see if I can find it....Glad you are safe...Tim
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Date: 6/17/2014 10:40:00 PM
When the hidden hands help, it is a wonder from where and why it happened. Good write, makes me think of many of the times wierd stuff like that happens.
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