Sometimes there are edges,
Sharp lines with no blurring
We move from one side to another
And everything is changed
Sometimes there are choices
Stark, with no shades of grey
We pick one side over another
And there is no going back
We walk along the edges
As we navigate our lives
And we do not always know
Where they will take us
We sometimes make a choice
And it leads us somewhere else
If we choose to walk the edges
They will change us
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