XVII

OPPORTUNITY


I am a captured moment of time.
I stand on a ball constatly turning
I have wings on my feet
and a razor in my hand.
You may grasp me
by the lock of hair on my forehead
but the back of my head is shaved
so that once I take my leave,
I cannot be held.


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