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On leaving my home in the village.
Living there.
With every day an adventure,
And every hour a joy.
Every breeze hold's wonderous scents
To tantalize the soul.
WHY?
WHY, were these feet so willing, to climb into this box,
WHY, did I close my eyes,as I tightly closed the lid.
WHY, did I choose not to see, the darkness waiting for me,
WHY, did I choose to ignore, the fact that I would need more,
WHY, did I not say no-why did I just let go??
