Hope Is A Long Wait.
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David Wood
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Destiny cannot be that game
Of missed encounters
Can fate be that cruel
Chance meetings found
In a safe harbour of hope
And willingness too
Cats with less than nine lives
Have chance meetings with
Swords tight in their sheaths.
Waiting waiting waiting
Upon that chance meeting
That well aimed fleeting smile
Smiles shine in all weathers
Seeking an illusive eternity
Even in crowed places
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