Cycle

My fate is in your holding hands Twist is not without deep thought I can see now to make amends Grant me the soul I have sought For if it comes to pass and be Born anew a brand new me

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.