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Poetry (Satire)

Midnight Thoughts
by HeathBar

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"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood..."
Oh good, this again,
of all the wheres and all the whens,
This pops in my head.
The choice of choosing.
Yet can it be said,
that not choosing is choice?
To go no further,
To have no voice.
Or does that make us dead.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
got tired of choosing,
and went back to bed.

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