A Poem

"Aaaaahh!" Screamed I
For my hopes set high 
Once before were high once more!
The tales, the lore
I couldn't believe
I couldn't conceive
That such a thing
Would ever transpire
I began to perspire
From my palms and my brows
So I reread the messages, began to browse
Once indirect much to my dismay
A choice my own to stay away
Am I so fickle and so weak
To go and remain meek
Biting my tongue to my sorrows?
My FOMO, my temptation borrows 
From my formerly closed reservoir 
I finally got an invitation 
Would I accept this invitation?

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