One more shotA Poem by Jolene
Blow off the cobwebs, dust yourself off, you woke up this morning, you’ve got one more shot. Time is not given with no strings attached. Use it or loose it, it’s as simple as that. So things are not perfect this is a fact, but here is another this was your past. You can’t take it with you, no good will it do. See there's no place inside you for all that old tat. Your future is waiting where it’s your time at last. So put it to bed, and with all that you’ve got, when you wake in the morning give it that shot.
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