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3d
On the cusp
of greatness
Then a twist
Of fate,
I really can’t
Recall the
Time or the date.
I should have
Turned left
But I turned right
Thats when I was
Hit buy a shining
Bright light.
When I woke up
Laying on the
Hospital bed
I had nobody
Just a ****** head
What sort of life
Will I have?
the doctor
Said it’s your call
Look on the bright side
You’ll make a good
Football.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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