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This piece reflects how unexpected connections can grow into something deeper over time. Sometimes, what starts as something small turns into something meaningful that you never saw coming. What are the odds that two paths cross and create something real? If I was a betting man Would have lost this hand To meet someone like you And share the way we do Physical it may have been But something from within Turned into so much more As we open door after door Thankful for what we’ve become With the obstacles we overcome DAWaldo
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 1:58 PM UTC
WHAT ARE THE ODDS
This piece reflects how unexpected connections can grow into something deeper over time. Sometimes, what starts as something small turns into something meaningful that you never saw coming. What are the odds that two paths cross and create something real? If I was a betting man Would have lost this hand To meet someone like you And share the way we do Physical it may have been But something from within Turned into so much more As we open door after door Thankful for what we’ve become With the obstacles we overcome DAWaldo
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Mar 17, 2026 at 1:58 PM UTC
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