Can't score a century
He will eventually
When he overcomes this lack
Will Flower have him back?
To stand in his shadow
So we must mourn
New ambition stillborn
Life on hold, no gold
It's time for change, Michael
Disrupt the cycle
Forget your past, at last
Headingley beckons
A wise one reckons
Ignore the Test, home's best
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