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Who decides what’s right and what’s wrong? How do we distinguish what to do in a tough situation? Morality? Logic? Heart? Brain? Overwhelmed as our brain floods with water, Mixing the black and white Into a gray, We can’t find the answer Because there simply is no answer. Everything is just gray. We blindly choose, Hoping for the best, But little to our knowledge, Based of this choice A ripple begins, And slowly spreads through the pond of our life, Simply growing larger And larger Spreading further And further, An unstoppable force, Continually altering, more and more Until the whole pond becomes Gray.
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Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 2:32 PM UTC
Gray
Who decides what’s right and what’s wrong? How do we distinguish what to do in a tough situation? Morality? Logic? Heart? Brain? Overwhelmed as our brain floods with water, Mixing the black and white Into a gray, We can’t find the answer Because there simply is no answer. Everything is just gray. We blindly choose, Hoping for the best, But little to our knowledge, Based of this choice A ripple begins, And slowly spreads through the pond of our life, Simply growing larger And larger Spreading further And further, An unstoppable force, Continually altering, more and more Until the whole pond becomes Gray.
#gray#clouded#lost#darkness#empty
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BrownSugar
20/M/Chicago
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 2:32 PM UTC
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