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Your Fate A Spy…

The girl walks in curiosity to find the right mate,
Little she knows that it all depends on her fate.
Some tress are crooked and some are straight,
At least she can see them , but what about a mate?
The grass looks so green and a rose so perfect,
But wait, when you touch them,
Beauty bluffs you and a thorn you get.
The looks can be so perfect to believe your eyes,
But your fate walks with you every step like a spy…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag

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