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Saturday, June 4, 2011

Poem 232: Choosing

I can't decide;
make up my mind
I don't know what,
how or why.
I cannot focus
on this task.
I do not know
although I've asked.

I can't decide;
interpret want.
I don't know need,
or future love.
I am not sure
on which to choose.
I do not know.
Perhaps you do???

1 comment:

  1. In the end I am sure you will make the right decision... I am jealous of the freedom you have - options before you. paths to take. worlds to see.

    To not be chained down to a specific job or direction - to be able to pack up and leave for months on end without knowing all the details.... that is freedom... :)

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