Intuition - Poem by Anita Khelawan
You may call it options,
I call it cost opportunity.
Think long and hard,
I urge you to choose wisely.
For all you know 'US' could become history.
I spent a half an hour writing out my feeling,
In the distance I swear I heard you laughing.
Feeling like you don't care,
Because you would have stayed with me and try to work things out here.
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