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Dappled light in the forest
Twittering birds on the baums
Opportunity stands on the mossy berm
White Lace from her bust to her toes
Her beauty enchantment calls out to me
Morning dew glistens in the sun
Once I would have run toward her
Only to see her desert oasis recede
Now I run by and she smiles
And then she is walking beside me
For a while we journey together
But part of the journey's the end
I'll take my forever in that moment together
Opportunity, vanished, is best
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