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: The Toss! :
The coin leapt up high above them.
And in it’s flight
The bright sunlight,
Made it glitter like a precious gem.
A lazy crawl to it’s apogee,
Then a shivering pause.
Which could be because,
The journey down has ‘gravity’!
Plummeting down from up so high,
It struck the loam.
Lost momentum
And opened a face to the sky.
The consequences are in the win...
Sunday 11th August 2024 4:37 pm
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