Choices
We make themWe live by them
We suffer from them
We die from them
How do we recover from them?
How do we cope with them?
We live
We learn
Choices
Make the right one.
This poem is written by a boy i know.... so feel free to comment...
Choices
We make themPoetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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