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Feb 2014
Two doors lay open before me;
each demanding a decision.

The incessant knocking;
PICK ME!
No, no; don't you be silly.

Those pesky thoughts;
tantalizing and mysterious.

Why can I not have both?

Oh, ethics,
you can be rather cruel.
Kala
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Kala  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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