Poised on the brink trapped in a forever grey of NOW between WAS and YET-TO-BE . . . I hesitate. . . The YET-TO-BE with its parameters still untested beckons me with promises I weigh so carefully against its unfamiliarity. What WAS with all its pain, offers the tempting comfort of the known. . . [...]
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