My Destiny

The palms of your hands
I read the lines of my life.

Crossed lines, sinuous,
interfering in your destination.

Do not sought, I do not seek -
we were alone for different roads.

Indifferent, cross
Spent with the burden of life ...

I ran against you.
He smiles. We talked.

This day was marked
white stone with the head of a fish.

And since then walk
together for life ...


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