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After The Fall
After the Fall
In the sameness of a day.
Reaching to far can lose your way.
In one blink of the future lost.
You learn the devistating cost.
You pick yourself up off the floor.
Not knowing what is now in store.
The give and take has come to roost.
The devils game has now been loosed.
The shades of dreams begin to change.
And yet somehow joyfully strange.
The avenue's have become narrow.
As hope seems lost deep in the marrow.
You do your best to meet the test.
As you play your cards close to the vest.
Not knowing what the dealer dealt.
And not quite sure just what you felt.
Sometimes it's not easily clear.
Of what I say and what you hear.
There's reasons why things stay obscure.
While waiting if there is a cure.
You count your blessings like never before.
While also knowing you can't keep score.
In the game of life it's how you play.
With no account if you go or stay.
Copyright ©
Robert Johnson
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