Of all the infinitely possible variables at that instance the falling object knows where it will land.
From the moment it has plunged itself into the mercy of gravity and flung itself from my clumsy hand.
The miracle of chance plays it's game of roulette, all bets have been placed and the chips are all down.
I wished I'd have picked '0' now I'm just a sorry - poor clown.
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