We may be led out of shadows and images.
Into the fullness of your truth.
Preserve us from rages .
Even after our long passed youth.

We always think we should have done better.
But we should view life like poo sticks thrown really slow.
They can be whisked away ever faster.
Or They get stuck in the eddies flow.

Once thrown our decision is taken.
Our chances sail their own way .
Why regret what cannot be changed to forsaken.
Long before we go grey.

We spend half our life fearing the future or regretting the past .
But the stick has been thrown , all that is in the past.

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The sticks babe been thrown
It is too late now to change
That is in the past

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See Collect of the day