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….and there are contention’s where I can point to providence. Chance, or even “chances”, an alignment of actions that have brought us to this. Like something I eventually felt for you and something you eventually felt for me, by nothing more than snowflakes. I guess I don’t know where a definition of all this goes, but if you ask me, it’s something. And I try to hang a belief beyond a simple explanation, somewhere between where fluke meets Moirai in a junction. But subsequently, any kind of definition is just useless. Chance or fate or luck or any given synonym is only coming short of what we’ve become. Like everything I eventually felt for you and everything you eventually felt for me, there’s not even words to explain. I guess I don’t know where a definition of this would even go, I just know, we’re something.
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released December 23, 2011
Written by Kevin Nunn
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