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What I would give to be
told it was all in my mind.
That none of this pain was real
and that I was simply fooling myself
Day in,
Day out.

Yet when I was told exactly this,
I still was not comforted,
whereas I thought I’d be healed,
I only found myself more deeply agitated
Inexplicable

why must all decisions be rendered useless
by the undeniable tradeoffs of each?
we trip and fall and dance around in hopes
In delirious hope of reaching some expected outcome,
of success, of love,
only to find much too soon
the limits of our decisions.

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