SHOOT THE NICKEL
I cannot shoot the nickel, and won't.
Turn the page, bend the arrow and
then let's see it fly. We are given
255,500 days, we hope, more or
less, to live roundabout. Make the
most of them, in all you do - for
what is squandered doesn't come
back. Lethal obsessions take their
toll. Be silent, then. But be
steady and still as well.
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