at this point in my life
there are always many roads to take
the options are limitless
the roads looking like hairs
and fibers and swirling octopuses
so confusing
so tempting to take those
that make me happy
but i have decided
to take this rougher road
with you, my love
i have taken your hand
i have given my word
that is the difference
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