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Sunday, 24 November 2024

I had a choice

I had a choice

I chose to change

We all have our own voice

We do not have to stay the same


And now perhaps

It’s time to rearrange again

To release the ties and straps

To wash away the imperfect stain


Although I know it’s also true

However I do remain the same

I carry my obsessions with the blue

I write the words to say your name