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hand in hand to the very edge of eternity we’ve journeyed
at long last, standing together, staring into the singular sunset
the choices are clear
the answers are not
to hold you here with me
together mired in all the pain and sorrow we’ve carried for so very long
or allow you to fly into the endless night alone
free at last from the ties that bind
to hope against hope to once again walk with you in the sunlight
still carrying with us the weight of this burden as we continue on this endless winding road
or loose the load from your wings and let you fly away
condemning myself for eternity for surrendering you to the dark
Shakespeare’s words thunder in my heart and mind
to be
or not to be
I wish the answers were as plain
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a clear conscience is a sure sign of a fuzzy memory
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