when you finally knew
when to stop.
All things tried
with no avail
over and over.
Till a spark lights the way
because when attempting
to take hold your arm.
nothing goes how you expect.
Now, I leave it alone.
Let them come to me
All that is needed is more opportunity
increasing my odds.
So here I go, out on my own
never being direct the plan,
but building opportunity--
the independent variable
of life.
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