The 2 of Swords &
The 9 of Swords
Blind and alone
At the crossroads I stand.
In the small, strange hours,
No respite at hand.
Stark is the moment
of indecision,
When dark thoughts stab
with sharp incisions.
When comes the dawn,
Lay down a blade.
And with the Sun,
Let the choice be made.
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