a life of close shaves,
close calls,
lucky
turns, the timing
is just right
to save
us from
some disastrous end.
we didn't eat
the last raw
oyster on the plate,
we didn't board
the doomed plane,
or marry
the girl that you gave
a ring.
call it
luck, or fate or divine
intervention,
but whatever
it is,
watch your step,
my friend.
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