"on Course"
Crushed at impact with such a force..
So small and hidden as I stay on course..
Through the sky and over the trees..
Im spinning so fast my mind can't see..
A dipping flight as I see the land..
Not long ago I sat in a hand..
Decending fast as my target is close..
Flying over the sand not yet a pose..
I start to smile as I begin my fall..
On a smooth green surface, hey Im a golfball...
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