Unnamed Poem #4
We sit alone, our eyes closed
To us the truth has been exposed
To act or not to act
That question has our minds wracked
What you choose
Will depend on your views
I hope that when I stand
You will be there to hold my hand
To us the truth has been exposed
To act or not to act
That question has our minds wracked
What you choose
Will depend on your views
I hope that when I stand
You will be there to hold my hand
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