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A step to the right
It took me two steps, one left before right, hesitation kicks in as I anticipate the light, no questions left to ask, no person uninformed, I hide behind my mask, soon a patron at the morgue, I wonder for a brief moment how it came to this all, perhaps a bad day at work, or maybe being too afraid to call, regardless this is my fate, as ready as I'll ever be, I prepare to step right, some might call it gutsy, and as I swallow my pride, and I've made my amends, well this is where the story bitterly ends.
