To Rome (Roam)

Entangled with the path of wandering

I find myself often here pondering

Which road should I take?

Can I go back?

WIll I forget?

Confused I find myself tangled here

Ropes from friends and other 'Dears',

Strapped to this sign I find with glee

To sacrifice one, I must choose carefully.


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