in a strange prefigurement of destiny
then were lost to each other
as a river forks into streams to join the giant sea
from which every man and every fate is incubated
by the warmth of the sun
they met
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Flynnpoetry 
That is quite beautiful – the ephemeral passing-by of souls with different narratives, pasts, destinies MH
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