The stars align on your birth.

Every stroke, glimmer and collidance

spells not destiny,

but factors innate awaiting

to be discovered,

to be dug out to realize their potential.

It’s intriguing not because it’s the truth,

but because unexplainable bonds of

compatibility, of inner secrecies which are somehow

spot-on.

Do we have control over everything,

or do we exercise free will prescribed by the universe?

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