photo credits here, edited.
by zoe hsi
When the choices are all mixed
And our life, nearly dormant
Pray our minds be kept awake
For change is the only constant.
Time, always ticking
The choices we must make
The conscience always sticking
And our success is at stake.
Hope that the choice is correct
There is so much to fear
The consequence may be direct
But it could also be unclear.
And when the darker days are dawning
Be careful you do not fall
The choices are always haunting
And it may be your last one to call.
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