Shattered and alone,
broken beyond the bone -
scattered and carried away, (by wind blown).
I belong to nothing - no one -
shelter can no longer be found, what have I done?
I raced fate, and now it seems I've been out-run.
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great ending!
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thanks,
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Racing fate, or indeed, trying to cheat fate, are never good ideas ... and we always lose :[ Seems unfair when you think about this;
I enjoyed this poem, mainly because it was disjointed, it was like all your thoughts coming together yet still so uncertain and unsure ....
Thanks for sharing
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thank you for your comment

it was much appreciated.
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