I could have died a thousand ways

or not have lived at all,

I could have sold my happiness

for envy, rage, and gall,

I could have drowned in grief and tears

and given up my soul,

I could have followed on my fears

to falter, fail and fall.

Years back one mentioned off the cuff

I was a lucky brat

that someone up there cares enough

to keep me safe and sound.

So many ways to lose the fight

and only one way out.

I should be gone, but I am alright,

how wonderful is that!

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Music Beyond the Horizon by Sounds Like Sander