windows of opportunity
open and close
with clocklike precision
we're sometimes unaware
of possiblilities, chances
until the windows close
we stare through the glass
window shopping
never buying
always buying into the dream
but dreams are for the sleepy
never awake
we can wait forever
for a chance
we're patient
but the chances are all around
we're just distracted
blind to the opportunities
that surround us
abound around us
slip by us
I stare through the pane
of another window
of another dream
will I make it through
will I realize the prize
inside?
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