Fate

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One step closer,
a few steps away,
a bit to the side,
we stumble through life,
picking up pieces of us,
new parts that we like,
old ones we forgot about,
meaningless idiosyncrasies,
we stumble through life,
picking up people,
new ones that we like,
old ones we forgot about,
meaningless acquaintances.

We move forward,
as if we have a purpose.
I had you, I just knew
that I would find you,
but with you by my side,
I know if I'd stood still,
not move an inch,
not forward, not backward,
closed my eyes and held my breath,
you'd still be here somehow,
right by my side.

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