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Reversal of Fortune
Over and over again, I am losing track. Opportunities wasted with tears, sweat and blood, chances blown into smithereens, a breached contract like explosives ready and done but all went dud A table once bountiful, every dish and ware, aroma of extravagance, hard to resist, array of choices from platter after platter, the sky’s the limit until it ceased to exist Deafening silence vacated the entire hall. Everything were been raided and swept out empty. Surprising predicament,ricocheted dodge ball, so fast to anticipate, such velocity. Everything is accounted for a certain price, nowhere else to take cover from fate’s divine reach, like mortgage, all due with collateral excise, sucking up to its last drop, a gluttony leech Life goes insanely inside out and upside down, risking all in, a gamble of uncertainty. Time’s the enemy, it runs out as we’re all bound To death, the end credits reeling with apathy If I am given power to turn back clock’s hand, undoing the past is my paramount mission, apprehend mistakes for myself to reprimand, the reversal of fortune based on a delusion.
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