with sinners & cussed at liars & wept with the wounded &
fought with the cursed & prayed for the save in the bottom
of the ninth. Life is a game. And they say the final out is the
hardest to secure, but I have seen some knocked off the
mound in the top of the first. I have pissed away blessings
& tossed aside bottles & wallowed in the muck & walked
the straight and narrow path. I have kicked at the dirt &
raised a fuss & pounded sand & sat with simple serenity in
the highlands. I have shaken my fist at the sky & turned my
heart over to God & stolen candy from the store & given
the shirt off my back. Life is a game. The rules are
demanding. Boundaries dissolve at the buzzer.
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