Raw choices

The crossroads arrived

at my doorstep.

I had not asked for anything,

but as time went by

everything came to me.

I was grateful,

and I was scared.

I was thankful,

and I was laid bare.

Naked to the wind,

soaked by the rain,

and scorched by the sun.

I had choices to make,

raw choices.

Nothing and nobody

could relieve me of this.

At once, a burden and a fortune.

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