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Off into the distance, One can only see— There are two paths that one can roam To eternity. To the left is defeat, To the right is hope. But I, I stand atop a cliff overlooking these paths, Wondering which one to choose; Is this love divorced from this world forever? Or has experience made it stronger? Weary and broken, Hazel eyes glisten in the sunlight— Gazing below the cliff of apathy; The waters shimmer and stare back, Awaiting for the decision to be made. The sorrowful maiden inside leaps out And dives over the cliff; Her body is united with the love of ocean’s mind— Becoming as cold as ice But her hope is still alive. |