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The path we travel takes us up and down


Our path's have crossed and now are bound


The sea of life casts us about


Each disaster makes each stronger


The current is strong, it draws us closer


Yet waves of discontent blast across our path


Each with an agenda of its own


Can Qi and j become one


Or should we be alone


My heart has room for the girl child Qi


My mind longs to understand her, know her


Time works its magic


Luck, in its place


The players rush to play their part


but for us it is with our heart


JB Corn

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