At every turn of fate, we wept in pain,
Somewhere we stayed, somewhere we got lost again.
Loneliness was written in our fate so deep,
No matter how we tried, whom could we keep?
What we longed for was never ours to hold,
And what we found, slipped away untold.
A silent prayer hid behind someone’s cheer,
While tears washed away what was once dear.
Destiny plays such a strange, cruel game,
Sometimes it nears, sometimes drifts away the same,,
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