Opportunities

sometimes you get

one chance,

one night,

one opportunity;

then it’s gone,

forever,

passing like a warm

summer rain;

still you remember,

as it replays over

and over inside your

head,

trying to forget,

but knowing you

never will;

some things remain,

long after the moment

has come and gone;

If I had stayed,

I never could have left.

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