Unexpected, life mine,
Not as predicted, I've become.
I didn't know - I would lead this way,
Nor you, I guess, we'd say.
And yet you faded, but muse,
Forgotten, archetype, distant fuse.
Unexpected, path mine,
Not where I projected, far in time.
And the winds rustle, a breeze, light, upon frozen heart mine.
I cannot pretend to have predicted, the future soon.
In my heart, hope or ruin.
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