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One Foot In the Grave

 
I almost died the other day but fate said to wait for another day I was walking along & the world looked surreal Not imagining that it was really real. I felt like there was a better place - space around me sinking to my pace. Concrete & houses looked like a stage A place where people rant and rage. As I was walking I felt at peace and almost felt my soul release. I pondered a moment on letting go and decided to instead pick up the phone. I dialed my children my mother and grandma. None of them answered what could have been my last call. My daughter finally harkened just in time but a beep interrupted & fate was on the line. They said my test was critically off, hurry to the ER or my life would be lost. I was admitted and my life was then saved divine intervention removed one foot from the grave
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Leffanta Avatar
May 27, 2022 at 11:13 AM
In this day and age, the hospital bill with a mortician's bill is enough to put anyone in a grave. Enjoyed! Aloha!
Van Zant Avatar
July 30, 2022 at 7:41 AM
True, they charge more than an arm and a leg to encase an arm and a leg.
Safari Avatar
May 27, 2022 at 7:52 AM
like it
Van Zant Avatar
July 30, 2022 at 7:41 AM
Thank you.
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