Second Chance, Last Cast
Heads or tails, your first chance was good luck catch flipped on your plate.
Second chance, a line and lure cast by providence, to re-jig your fate.
First chance was fortuitous, a flippant fling to go for broke with no bounds.
Second chance cherished, cautious, circumspect, knowing there are no re-bounds.
First go target and objective, only valued and missed, when cast fell short.
Second go more focused on outcome, with clear plan and path providing support.
Getting a second chance is a double or nothing bet,
That you can win a second time, using what your first chance loss, beget.
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