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Arrayed in innocence, she never
felt the strands of tension tighten,
didn't sense the aim that held
her firmly in its grasp. Once set
in motion, destiny could not
be thwarted. She was caught; helpless
as a butterfly that's pinned
against an unforgiving wall.
She reached the cusp of time aligned
by fate; the irrevocable
and final moment when she met
him face to face. She gulped, her eyes
aware, her body numb. She felt
the soft implosion in her heart.
And Cupid grinned. He liked the change
from all those bow-and-arrow years.
04/20/02
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