Sometimes you have to ask, "why me?"

Keep this destiny away

The tide of times over whelms the bay

Rippling and rolling waves take the harbor

The clouds of responsibility blot out the free blue scape

Why must there always be another hand hold to grasp onto

Another step in the dance, a second second chance

A crack, a cry, thunder and lightening fill the sky

The weight of opportunity rains down in deluge

Each drop slowly burning me away

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