"choices"
change.
an old, beloved,
and hated friend
call you again?
"aye, 'tis time."
"off more must you go."
"all new, and once more."
"prepare, you leave now."
I knew, I waited.
I wanted for once.
get away, far away,
stir up the old dust.
left less, yet more,
I leave once again.
a new place,
a new dream.
could this be the last?
could my moves be all done?
"Nein, look at your past."
"all foggy, yet clear. again"
have I a choice?
"aye, but little will it do."
"fate has been glued"
"you are simply strung"
I shall not forget.
too much is at stake.
regardless of fate,
my life must I make.
hurt some, I will.
on way toward my goal.
remember others,
for they are my soul.
a jumbled picture I receive.
3 ways seem apparant,
though 1 is for me.
pick I must. solely on merit.
choice knocks again soon,
though chance may surprise.
revoke I, the blue moon,
my life be thy prize.
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