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I see two options in front of me, One's a guarantee The other leads to mystery And happiness beyond belief Or a field of sadness, A monumental grief I feel the breeze That sways the trees Towards option "B", But option "A" seems All the same, as familiarity Can be
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Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 1:39 AM UTC
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I see two options in front of me, One's a guarantee The other leads to mystery And happiness beyond belief Or a field of sadness, A monumental grief I feel the breeze That sways the trees Towards option "B", But option "A" seems All the same, as familiarity Can be
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19/M/Madison, WI
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 1:39 AM UTC
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