~Moira~

When we met
Was it circumstance?
Both were there by chance?
Was it meant to spark my curiosity?
Entice your wonder?
Could it be a hazard to my heart?
Only trivial to my life?
Or was it predestined?
A sign sent from God
I dispute accidental luck
Don't you?
Not a doom from destiny
But rather significant inevitableness
Perhaps Moira.
-AR Broadley

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