Seasonal Deferment Poem by Adrian Cepero

Seasonal Deferment



If I could, would I?
What if it's not, but it is?
And what if... after all this.

I went, and I came
it all returned the same,
fact is, nothing's changed.

I desire for such,
Can it really be true,
or do I run away?

The pressure is immense,
how will I hold?
Damn these constraints.

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