There is a spot for passing by
a location that often tells me why
i worry and turn away.
What happened there is long ago
and all the aftermath i know
is tidied up without a fray.
Decisions made can take a flash
and well thought choices end up as trash -
which works is mystery;
You doubt yourself for long, long years
and wonder how your whelming fears
can leave your hopes all empty.
I walked away and many said
my choice was right, and led
to other outcomes fair.
Still do i wonder long, and ask
if i just left an undone task,
shackles for another to wear.
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