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Awaiting an answer On life or death Doesn�t seem right, This gray area I�ve found. Though I like the gray, Not knowing is far worse Than the worst of choices. Positive or negative Are the choices on hand; Just to know one one way Or the other would be My plea. However, to have My way would be even More splendid. So, here I wait, the lens In which to see more clearly Still hours away before I see. And I have to wonder if I�m strong enough to see It through. |
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