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Fate strikes upfront or with backender
The serpent rears up
with fangs bared,
upfront and center.
The scorpion's sting
is poised to strike
with a coiled, curled,
cowering, concealed,
backender sting in its tail.
A life flips on a coin toss:
heads for a destiny,
tails for a lingering uncertainty,
when fate strikes upfront,
or with a backender.
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