Damned for a choice
before it's even made
no matter the answer
it ends the same.
Everyone has a moment
a choice
that they must make
or be destroyed.
But to choose is as bad.
But there is hope
slim, fleeting hope.
among the devastation, rebirth occurs.
And so we survive.
living until we can no longer rise again.
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