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Dec 2016
Opportunity missed,
Like a highway exit,
Went by so fast,
And my GPS is cussing me out.

It was like a blur,
I couldn't recognize,
What it really was,
Until it was far too late...

Opportunity missed,
Like the bases were loaded,
With only one out,
And I step up to the plate,
Hit into a double-play...

Opportunity missed,
Like she was giving me a,
Neon sign that said,
"I love you, I want you!"
Yet I walk right past her...

So I guess I'm trying to say,
Or, rather ask:
May I have another opportunity?
Written 23 March 2016... maybe I had no opportunity ever... ****
Jack Jenkins
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Jack Jenkins  28/M/Washington State
(28/M/Washington State)   
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