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1d
the moment
i’m asked
i say yes
because i can,
not because i want to;
but because
i have a choice,
  and at least
    this way
      i get to choose
        what happens,
          rather than be
            put in a position
              where i don’t.
my reflection on the human need to make decisions—not always driven by desire, but by a need to avoid powerlessness; and how sometimes saying yes is about reclaiming the pen to write your own story rather than be trapped in someone else’s.
Written by
kaya  16/F/London
(16/F/London)   
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