Do you believe in destiny?
Is fate your friend or enemy?
Can you actually jinx yourself?
Or are you made of sterner stuff?
Are you a single, lonely solitaire?
Carefree without a single care?
Or are you with everyone entwined?
Their thoughts affecting all your mind?
Do these words give pause for thought?
Or do you simply stare at sparkles for naught?
Featuring OPI "Jinx", Zoya "Destiny" and OPI "Solitaire"