“Every man has his own destiny: the only imperative is to follow it, to accept it, no matter where it leads him.” Henry Miller
The hand of fate, a weaver unseen, Across the loom of time has been, A garment of souls entwined, Each life a thread, a story to find. We enter, blinking, on this stage, A past we glimpse, …
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