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Dec 2016
I pause upon the path
a path that is well known
residing in my memories
decisions made, alone

The sum of all my choices
whether right, or wrong
amount to what I am
they always tag along

Experience, hard learned
scars healed, some still fresh
at this focal point in time
all of them, are meshed

Branching to the right
the thing that I should do
off to the left, the path
not thoroughly thought through

Always in the center
the one of greatest voice
the path of least resistance
the one, of neither choice.
Is always three choices, yes, no, do nothing.
I hate the latter :)
Temporal Fugue
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Temporal Fugue  57/M/Georgetown Tx
(57/M/Georgetown Tx)   
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