Terry Frost Poet I do not know?

I Wonder

Looking through the smoke hazed beer goggled past,
I wonder how I got here?
Tripping over my own inabiltys, and falling flat on my doubts.
slipping under the door to peek through the keyhole.
I wonder how I got here?

Should have died  many a  time.
Looking down the barrel at the bullet, pull it!
I wondered how I got here?

There by the grace of me, go I.
I wonder how I got here?

I wonder?

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