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If only

It weren't so

Difficult to

Decide

Sleepless nights

Spent formulating

Simulations of

The future

On one hand

Endless glory

And fame

Riches beyond

My wildest dreams

Thus uplifting

My family

Status and

Ensuring prosperity

For my future generations

On the other 

Passionate love

Happiness beyond

Imagining 

As if

My very soul

Has become complete

And can have no other

Then again

My path to glory

Is treacherous

With my life

Always hanging

In the balance

One wrong move

One miscalculation

And my life

Would be forfeit

Whereas the

Path of passion

Begets peace

An escape from

All the fighting

But only I 

Would receive 

The rite of passage

For it would mean

Forsaking

My family to

Decide their 

Own fate

So...

Here I stand

Weighing

My options

As the day 

Draws near

Where I'll

Have to

Take one

Road 

Or the other...