By Roland E. Williams

The signs were always there to see

But it was just not time for that

But when, indeed, the time had come

The blindfolds vanished one by one

The directions we were then shown

Were seemingly different ones

Just like many roads lead to Rome

Both of our roads lead to the one

We stand now, still so far apart

On the verge of pure happiness

Our endless love was long written

In the annals of history

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