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By Choice
Was that a choice?
Or grown instinct,
Although now
It's just a memory.
Choose to forget?
Or, forget to choose?
Whatever way,
There's no way back.
So grow to choose,
Or, choose to grow!
With "All..." around,
An infinite dome,
There's still a way to hide,
Deep in a comfort zone.
Even while the sun
Burns Away!
There are always shadows
Where one can stay.
Charge on!
Or, march instead!
That step by step needed
For surviving
In quicksand.
Understand,
And, adapt,
Then, react
And innovate,
Find a way
Or follow one,
Balance it well,
And root for more!
Make it simple
And make it grow,
So that instinctive action
Is done
By choice.
© LD Nascimento
Or grown instinct,
Although now
It's just a memory.
Choose to forget?
Or, forget to choose?
Whatever way,
There's no way back.
So grow to choose,
Or, choose to grow!
With "All..." around,
An infinite dome,
There's still a way to hide,
Deep in a comfort zone.
Even while the sun
Burns Away!
There are always shadows
Where one can stay.
Charge on!
Or, march instead!
That step by step needed
For surviving
In quicksand.
Understand,
And, adapt,
Then, react
And innovate,
Find a way
Or follow one,
Balance it well,
And root for more!
Make it simple
And make it grow,
So that instinctive action
Is done
By choice.
© LD Nascimento
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