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Cassandra
 
Who would want sure premonitions?
Of how lives would all turn out

Who wouldn’t go nearly crazy?

Racing to reforge misfortunes
Only to fail - without doubt

By FiSK

© 2010 FiSK (All rights reserved)

 

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