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Just last before my eyes closed
and I fell asleep

My mind wondered and I began
to ponder this

Other people than I before they so to
go to bed at night end their day with
a prayer

And I assume ask for not only for
themselves but their loved ones as
well

Good luck tidings and blessings to
be bestowed upon them the following
day

As this one is and has as many before
personally speaking on behalf of I
has been

Blighted and fraught with an ever
increasing number of problems and
perennially bad luck

Almost as if I am always either in the
right or place depending on your own 
particular and individual point of view 

To place myself in harm's way like for
example

Why is it do bird's never seem to miss me
whilst simultaneously flying and taking
a crap

And if it supposed to be lucky how come
why on earth exactly did it crap on me

And then I had an epiphany this thought
entered and crossed my mind

Given that not sane person whilst
praying would ask for anything other 
than

Good and the best of thing's for
and to happen to them as apposed
to bad

Unless it was to happen to people who
have us harm or wrong and therefore
we are obviously bound not to like

And following this my train if thought
and due process

My final outcome before I drifted off
to sleep was thus

Well maybe just then I must obviously
have way more people that I have done
wrong and aggrieved 

Than I do have so called friend's

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