It was a war,
a war of choices,
I fought,coerced, nudged...
Wt all my charm nd wit, I talked...
I won!
With joy I felt accomplished,
Alas, losin d battle ws beta dn winning....
I wish I had lost....
What might have been,
and what has been,
points to one end,
which is always present,
footfalls echo in the memory,
down the passage which we did not take,
towards the door we never opened...
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