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When You Don't Know You

So many things

Can this life bring

The paradox

Of too many choices


The psyche

All the things I can be

It’s hard when I don’t know

What it means to be me

It’s impossible to feel free

When you can’t see

Your chains

That you tie yourself too

And when you don’t know you

All your choices

Get chosen for you.


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