One More Chance

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 One more chance... 

The thought wouldn’t leave me. If I could get that one chance, I could do a lot more. Not for them — for me. I could change so many things I let rust. The mornings I slept through. The apologies I swallowed. The dreams I shelved because fear was louder.


I could be more happy. Not the fake-smile kind, but the quiet kind that hums in your chest when you’re proud of who you are.  

I could improve myself. Wake up before the sun and not hate it. Finish what I start. Say “no” without guilt and “yes” without panic.


I could have taken up that one more chance when it was warm in my hands. But I counted the risks instead of the possibilities, and it cooled.


One more chance starts now.  

No one was coming to give it to me. I had to be the one who knocked.



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