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By wistful Date: 2001 Aug 10 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.10.01.32.32244]] |
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Ambivalent and unfulfilled, Immobilized in indecision. Stay or go: which course to take? Freedom beckons too much like freefall: Frightening, boundless, rushing forward To a fate cast in shadows of unknown ends. Staying is a siren's song Of comfort, safety, certainty, To dull my senses, numb my mind, To while away my days, and waste away. If my feet would only fly as quickly As my heart is racing now, I would be but a shade of memory, Sweeter in your mind's eye Than reality could ever taste. |