My Decision
I think it will last for long
The big bubbles that seem so strong
They made me cling to the way that’s wrong
And at last let loose bitter streams and sour songs
The slitters of the serpent scare my soul
Could it be the delusion of a broken bole?
Prepared to humble the grandeur of my goal,
I will not bow to the illusions about my redeemed role.
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