IN
I went to the window and looked in
Walked to the door and kicked it in
I saw why no one wanted me in
On the table laid there with in
Reasons I’m in the shape I’m in
Opportunity, opportunity, opportunity
IN
I went to the window and looked in
Walked to the door and kicked it in
I saw why no one wanted me in
On the table laid there with in
Reasons I’m in the shape I’m in
Opportunity, opportunity, opportunity
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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