Similar, yet different, choices

What it really comes down to

Both above earth and below

For a solemn soul such as yours

Bound by choice and try

Is to give back to the well

Which has sprung up there beside

As such fresh water will not always last

But alas

Yours will always be the choice to try

And honestly…

You’ll be just fine

So go ahead

It’s not goodbye

It never is

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