The indecisive

Indecision itself

Can sometimes rise up

And be the culprit of being

Which keeps us very much away

From the kind of experience we might wish

To have

To see

And to be

And that indecisive indecision

Is not on them

Oh not

That very same essence or seed

Is me

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