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Fate

God propels ship
sails of winds unseen;
journey has no respite
we cling to choises
to land,
regrets trail us,
combustion following behind
with each turn of wheel;
.
.
.
for what we miss,
locking us inside
albeit this ship cruise along.

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Prompt: regret's shore

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  • Aussie Gypsy gold member
    November 2, 2008
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    This is a great poem, you did wonderfully to express all you did in these few words, well done