what do we do?
where do we go?
there is no easy answer
and no one
can take
this decision from me
i feel suddenly old
alone
knowing what i must do
and how
it will harm you
is this
what life is about
decisions
that make me ugly
where no one wins
you see
i yearn
for freedom
lightness
laughter
spontaneity
things we had once
but there is a price to pay
and i wonder
if
real freedom
is just
an illusion | 
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