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Foolish choices,

Never made them.

Cheerful moments,

Plenty of them..

Goals and future wait patiently,

Keep to think of them mistakenly.

Salty stream all over me,

Explanation lack,

Questions being asked,

No words to describe

What's happening inside.

Invisible switch makes my organs twitch,

Fists are to be clenched, wait

till all is quenched.

Then repeat,

But remember to look neat.

 

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