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Choices
My dreams are full of choices.
Choices of Good and Bad.
The choices I have to face.
Sometimes I don't want to.
Can I just shove them into the corner?
The corner of my life where I want to forget?
I have a choice to make.
A choice I need to make now.
I cannot shove this one into my corner.
I must address it.
I ask for advice.
Regarding this choice.
But, I don't really want it.
I know what they will say.
You can't really understand.
Until you walk a mile in my shoes.
I swear I cannot decide.
So, then what am I to do?
Some say "She's sowing her wild oats".
There is truth to that, maybe?
I say I'am confused.
I say I'am really confused.
So, I guess, I'am still where I started.
Stuck between Reality & Fantasy.
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