Like a thought unbidden, I often wondered
What if I chose door number two instead of one?
Destiny is but an unchartered map of choices
From point a to point b, its but a multiple choice question
Of roads well traveled and paths never taken.
How can I be content not knowing?
What would the other choice have yielded?
Maybe destiny is to live in existential angst.
1 comment:
The last line hits you...loved it!
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