Another Bullet

The possibilities are endless

There are always 3 balls in the air

A hot iron in the fire

Makes me think there is

Always work to be done

I am grateful for what I have

The space I’ve craved out for me

The love that surrounds me

I could ask……

But why would I want to

I know my world better than most

I know I have balls of steel

To have survived this far

But why do I need to hear

That if they could fix

My eyes with a new prescription

That they would of had to operate

Yes my friends I dodged another bullet

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