There are too many options
Limit me to one or two
I can but guess my decision
There are variables and chances
A toll taken on an innocent
Man, just trying to please
Take away this cup of choice
In a banquet of sin
Let me go blind, rather than fail
For I am realising, just now
How wrong, all along I was
I never really meandered
But meant what I thought was
Just and as learned, hard
In the supermarket of possibilities
My trolley is under equipped.
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