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Untitled - Teen Angst Poetry

I came to an intersection
Where all the paths of my life would split
And at my behest
I chose the one that I felt best
For the mind of my heart is the best one to follow—
And as far as I care, the way the others went,
Whether for good, or for bad
Was not the one down which I was meant to go

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