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If you’re lucky 
you hit the three-sixty 
full tour back 
from where you came 

many only get 
one-eighty regretful  bitter dies 
their name 

some only do
two-twenty 
turning it around 
a little too late 

with you 
I’m a constant ninety forever  
wagging my tail 

every day with you 
is no gamble 
playing that 
numbers game

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