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Opportunity Cost


Opportunity has a cost.

Pass it up and take a loss.

It could just be a passing glance,

so hurry up and take the chance.

 

Nothing lost and nothing gained,

if not honor lightly stained.

Into battle or back out,

whisper gently or give a shout.

 

Shoot the gap or go around,

what is lost might not be found.

Keeping queit or being known,

risking everything that you own.

 

Play again or take your bow,

wipe your sweat off from your brow.

Sit and watch, or join the fight,

win the day, or  weep at night.

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