Late at night as I stroll through the choices upon me
I find myself at a crossroads
One is my future self
One is my past self
While both look dark at the beginning
Which road will lead to the light?
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Late at night as I stroll through the choices upon me
I find myself at a crossroads
One is my future self
One is my past self
While both look dark at the beginning
Which road will lead to the light?
I think we’ve all had this question at some point in our life. Very relatable. Great poem!