Poem -

DO YOUR FEET GET COLD IN THE WINTERTIME?

DO YOUR FEET GET COLD IN THE WINTERTIME?

We see you made your final choice...

The Engine is starting...

You laughed and scoffed at an offer...

We can't win them all...

You placed your Best Bet...

You're Very Best just got Aced...

Send a Postcard...

When you get where you get...

You may want to think about questioning your choices?

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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Rory McGinlay

Is anybody ever fully good with the choices they make

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sparrowsong

Hello Rory...

Everyone should be good with the choices they make...

Even if it leads them making the wrong one and it gets turned into a learning curve...

If people's lives are put at Risk their Blood never leaves their killers...

​​​​​​Some people wait until the Boat is almost completely under water before they choose to jump out...

You notice the difference if they chose to jump out a lot sooner?

Some people will lie on purpose...

That's a choice...

If there's Anti-Choice...

They are controlled?

Some choose the Bribe?

Right?

Thank you for your your kind comment and support...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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