Choices
Perhaps the mighty wind blows
Along with the sound of your voice
It leads you to places unknown
But still, a choice you shall make
Maybe no one knows
Where the mighty and the weak go
It remains a mystery in this dimension
But still, a choice you shall make
My thoughts are endless
To say the least
But what is a flower without a fragrance?
Still, a choice I shall make
Along with the sound of your voice
It leads you to places unknown
But still, a choice you shall make
Maybe no one knows
Where the mighty and the weak go
It remains a mystery in this dimension
But still, a choice you shall make
My thoughts are endless
To say the least
But what is a flower without a fragrance?
Still, a choice I shall make
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This is a bit too vague, in my opinion. But if you think you've figured out what I'm trying to say through this poem, message/comment :-)