Choice of freedom
The endless and finine examples of chaos we see
The neverending bad choices we're given
They cannot fathom to be
No more than a quicken schism
I bless my thoughts so they may get better
But the world lays down all hope to rot
its as if time and fate would rather
Force us to choose between having freedom or not
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