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THE NEW CHANCE
NEW CHANCES
A new job floated by her door
Should she grab it
Time was passing
What was she waiting for
While men grew stronger
Women lost their dominating powers
What gave him presence
Diminished her into golden hours
She fought the panic
That filled her with dark dread
She fought the pounding
And the fear that stalked her head
A new job floated by her door
But she still waited
Confident that there would
Be one more
Victoria Anderson-Throop ©
12-21-12
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