Roll of the Dice

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By Terry Stewart

I play at life as if it was a game I give in to chance with every waking day Logic and reasoning has little hold on me They only cloud the path to the person I should be My game has rules like all games do But the game I play has only two You roll the dice than move ahead You live your life until your dead My game has many things in store For those that choose to pick a door But those that simply stay the path Will live a life that leaves no tracks Without the fear of choosing wrong There are no words to your victory song One day you’ll look back into your past And judge your life by the memories you have Of all the times you rolled the dice And made a move that changed your life. Copyright © 2014

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