Choices, by Malcolm Moss |
This way or that way Up or down Or simply, round and round Pointless tasks abound That way or this way Left or right Cannot make my mind up But I might In my mind Choices arise Whence came they? Do I realise? No? But I rationalise. |
Posted: 2015-02-21 17:03:20 UTC |
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