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There are times when I stop,

when the world rotates without me

and I am completely at a loss.

What comes next is a mystery,

a source of muted panic.

I gaze around me with eyes that have not seen before

and I wonder,

what comes after this,

when all is done and I have decisions to make.

Will I embrace change or shrink from it.

Will I enjoy life or trap myself.

Will I realise my dreams or tread on them

if my feet stray from my planned path.

What happens next.

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