Choices
Time keeps ticking along the road of choice
from now on silence is my voice
from the constant thoughts we can't be free
the mind is working overtime for you and me
constant decisions sunrise to sunset
letting go is the only safe bet
what will be will be the script is set in stone
you have a choice, surround yourself with others or choose to be alone.
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