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A highway paved and painted fresh
A gravel road with twists and turns
My doubt creeps up and tingles flesh
Uncertainty sparks, flares and burns
Ambiguous, as crossroads are
I stand, then shift and scratch my head
All promises to take me far
Have terminated, ended dead
Now destitute, alone but free
No one to blame and no excuse
I long to revel, just to be
But flinch, recoil from self-abuse
Potential bubbles in my brain
I feel it surface, dissipate
It's buried deep beneath the pain
My failure I anticipate
My concept of defeat must change
I've goals to set and dreams to chase
Priorities I rearrange
To pick a path and join the race
The feeling of relief is strong
To finally have set a course
There is no room for right or wrong
I can't afford to feel remorse
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shouting into the void...
