Double-Sided Chance
All my life I have always listened.
My spirit, hidden, has always glistened.
Where is that unique, big opportinuty?
Ah there it is, finally, my only fortuity.
The summer sun appears in the late of May.
The world around me leers to my dismay.
I walk along a two-path road.
I know, this idea is way too bold.
My legs separate to touch both paths.
But I know that fate with show its wrath.
I will continue forward, stretch quite thin.
Keep my head up and also my chin.
My passion grows within me everyday.
My sense of duty slowly withers away.
Got myself, my courage, it's time to pack
There's no better time than now to act.
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