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DILEMMA; DECISION GRASPING

I must decide _ I wrapped my arms aroun d his neck
Choose one. Trying desperately to hold on.
For both is twice the problems Hold on not to him
Yet half the sanity. But to me.
Wanting both. Hold on to who I used to be.
Rejecting neither. I saw myself slipping away.
The omnipresent. they say pick One. Out of my own reach.
I must decide. My control.
Maybe by holding him
Christian Mueller I'll come back.
Maybe by touching him
I'll free me.
Maybe by loving him
I won't die.

Laura King

Yet it is to be expected.
For she is the sea.
And you are a sailor.
And Someday SOon. you will be with her.

happy, and at peace.
She will be yours,

and you will be hers.
You will belong to her as you never belonged to me.
And when I lose you to the sea.

I can only hope you'll find land
again someday.

And when the sea, that reckless female
takes you away,

I will remain where I am,
watching the horizon,
waiting for your return.

Karen M. Rex

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