Born with wings, but never flew.
Born to sing, but never crooned.
Lofty heights, I’ve never known.
Awesome skills though never honed.
Much potential, never seen,
Not quite realized, but often dreamed.
Life’s sweet victory, I’ve never tasted.
Far too many hours wasted.
What to do with squandered time?
Easy to lose but hard to find.
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