O – Opportunity

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What I am rather certain of
Is how the settled dust felt
Upon my ivory skin.
Protected,
As I stood outside
Alongside the county road,
Where you held my hand, and
With a whispered delay…
Spoke
“I won’t make you go.”
But if I hadn’t
You’d have spent your entire
Life, not knowing me.

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