i not know y i do not have a choice,
my dark side?
no, that would swallow me alive.
than wat about tha light,
ha, that never existed to my heart.
than why should i drink from tha goblet of choice?
because it is fate within itself
that i make up my mind
and choose my path after death.
y can't i be like tha trees and tha water
and tha mountain and tha sky?
unchangeable execpt for tha outside of my being.
than i could walk tha razor sharp path.
i will not falter, though, as i drink tha goblet of choice.
my mind will transform into tha river,
tha trees and tha sky, reborn, and yet
i have no idea if my presence will be felt in tha change of my soul to such objects.
so i drink and i drift into my own decision.

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