
Life loves to criss‑cross—
paths tangling,
timelines looping,
people weaving in and out
like threads with their own agenda.
Some crossings feel like fate,
some like accidents,
but all of them
change the pattern.
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Life loves to criss‑cross—
paths tangling,
timelines looping,
people weaving in and out
like threads with their own agenda.
Some crossings feel like fate,
some like accidents,
but all of them
change the pattern.