I sit in my chair
Wondering,
Is it right
Or was it wrong;
Outside, the rain continues
To falter, and drown the world,
Listening to no one
But itself.
We can change
Our destiny, say many,
Do we know, why
When we try;
I watch, what is done
With a false sense of satisfaction,
How can I do, otherwise
Because, it is a relief, still.
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