Out On a Limb
The sky is the limit we are told.
However, we tend to strive for more.
We gamble our choices on a chance.
If we break even, we chance again.
What hard choices we tend to have.
Many roads we travel without luck.
Our ventures are what can eventually destroy us.
Money in our pocket no time for games then we are given a whim.
What a hard choice I have to make and will.
I will take the risk and will not reveal the ending.
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PENNED ON JUNE 16, 2014!
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