TranceA Poem by BrooklynA magnificent game Of follow the leader we play What would happen If I wandered one day? Why are we told Who we have to be? Who has the right To decide that but me? I begin tire Of the old course That I’ve done So many times before What would happen If I was to take a chance? What would happen? Would I break the trance? © 2012 BrooklynReviews
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