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Jul 2013
Standing up before the forked road:
This direction? That way?

In one hand a spoonful of doubts
In the other a penknife of precision

Eventually
she cut out her own way
sipping bitterness

The forked road into a trident boulevard
Good and Evil
hand in hand
side by side
avec elegance
RoDin
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