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Moirai

When it appears, you can't see it

It speaks, you can't hear it

It touches, you can't feel it

Yet if you look for it, you can find it

If you talk to it, it sometimes listens

If you touch it, it will be felt

 

It will not give Assurance

It will not give Actuality

Someone help,

Solve this mystery

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Written by
george-c
Armenian
Published
Nov 7, 2012
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