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Millions of coins Tossed into the air then time stopped. And began again, slowly while all the sides turned and flipped side to the other side The wind churned and the coins landed one way or the other. Birth was given when they landed In the order that chance gave them Until they stopped spinning. The rain came The water broke the baby was born. One way or another How was the landing? Chance and choice Flipping coins again today.
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
Birth
Millions of coins Tossed into the air then time stopped. And began again, slowly while all the sides turned and flipped side to the other side The wind churned and the coins landed one way or the other. Birth was given when they landed In the order that chance gave them Until they stopped spinning. The rain came The water broke the baby was born. One way or another How was the landing? Chance and choice Flipping coins again today.
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
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