Crimson string
Invisible threads, crimson and fine, Connect heart to heart, a love divine. Tied by the gods, a secret bind, Uniting souls, forever entwined. In the realm of the gods, a spindle spins, Weaving fate's tapestry, thread by thread within. The Red String's path, no mortal can see, Guiding lovers through destiny. Chased by chance, yet bound by fate, Two hearts collide, an eternal weight. Through life's journey, the thread holds strong, Uniting souls, where love belongs. Invisible, yet present as air, The Red String whispers, "You are there." A symbol of love, forever true, Binding hearts, in fate's own hue.
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