The Decision
A tidal wave of emotion crashes
Down on the shore of decision.
I don't know who I am,
Or what I want to be.
Lost in a cloud of desire I wander,
Hoping for a sense of clarity and direction.
This is it. The moment.
The decision.
The decider of my fate.
Will I get it right?
Or live a life of regrets?
Only the future knows.
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