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March 5, 2008

Every five years or so

I look back on my life

and I have a good laugh...

UP on the watershed

standing at the fork in the road

you can stand there and agonize
'til your agony your heaviest load

You never fly as the crow flies...

Til every tree limb overhead just seems to sit and wait
Til every step you take becomes a twist of fate





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