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Nov 2018
A penny on the floor,
          costing more than life.
          For those who pick up luck
          
have run out tonight.

A penny on the floor,
            where others shoes now
            collect before curious gazes.

                            its cold out tonight.

A penny on the floor,
            the last thing you see,
                     is it heads or tails.
                
       The breath of another falling.


Curiosity is never a gift when its obvious.
                For a penny is never fallen in jest.
                              every one cost something.

Tonight its your life,
Tonight its your life,
Tonight its your life.....
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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