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A Realistic Analysis

As I tumble through the sky,
I begin to understand
what it means to be in the
hands of God.
 It's about time
I came to understand this.
I relax, knowing
there is no defense left.
 Somebody else's project now am I;
or maybe none will do it.
Beyond caring am I.
Others will fret, either
 left without the pieces of my flesh
or saddened.



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