Heads or Tails
I am fifty cents flipping on heads or tails
shimmering as I slowly spin.
I am iron melting in a massive cauldron
scratching at eyes.
I am a medal shining
an athlete’s pride, hard work.
I feel the mud, sweat and salty tears.
I am a lamborghini zooming
in the dark mischief of the night.
A big moon watches me accelerate
past and shine my true colours.
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