Page Eleven
Finally it sets in, 60 seconds is all it takes for me to make
a decision about who's on this final destination wit me no
preminition, there are some choices I've made that I
could've handled differently but evidently it wasn't
meant to go down that way sometimes I can't even relate
to me, myself, or I so...I abide where I see fit but in the
midst of all this we call life I stand firm on the Rock, still
I'm so confused about this life I live on the clock. So I
guess I should just do what it does and keep pressing
forward, the time is now I'm this close to inheriting my
reward
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