Such Things As Fate And Chance
Fleeting, passing Same old, same old Flowing, moving Just another hour Just another dollar Talking, always talking Crash, world is shattered Control is gone And your floating In a sea of fate
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GrantBrenton
I am a small town guy who has been in the same place his entire life. I can't wait to get out into the world and see everything. On the poetry end of things I am a young and aspiring poet looking for ways to have his poems viewed and critiqued...
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