You are not grateful and you take advantage and take for granted as you squander your second chance it with sugar and fat and carbs that leave you further unfulfilled. The ball is in your court. The basket is waiting for you to reach out. The clock is counting down but you pick up your favorite weapon instead. The
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@Woodiemountain · 0:09
You. That is a beautiful poem. I really liked it. Thanks for sharing it