When you look back on life,
To understand how you got where you are,
Love, hate, comfort and strife,
You will consider all your decisions,
How they were influenced,
If one day you took ownership of them,
So that you haven't blamed anyone since,
Then you'll recognize the myriad things,
That formed all the options,
Your upbringing, of course, but also friends,
Music, dreams and notions,
Those things and more,
Dynamic existence,
So much input yet only one human,
To create from it some semblance of sense.
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