Bobbins of yarn
Knitted together
Interwoven , getting
Lost in the maze
Of itself
Known yet unknown
To us , we seek
Where our life
Takes us .
Sometimes orderly
At times a single
Thread juts out
Defiantly pulled
Out by some
Sharp object
We Snip it,
Unwound it to
Its primeval state
Our Fate now
Rests with us
To pave the way
To knit our destiny
Our own Cloth of life.
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