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The Edge of Decision

Where the Road Holds Its Breath

By General gyanPublished 5 months ago 1 min read

The world tilts forward, a fragile hinge,

The road splits sharp, a silent cringe.

A signpost looms, weathered and still,

My heart debates atop a hill.

Each breath a thread, taut and thin,

The choice ahead wears a knowing grin.

The sky holds tight, a muted gray,

Options blur where shadows play.

No step yet falls, no path is clear,

Just the edge, the weight of here.

The brake trembles, my soul in sway,

Decision hovers, night turns to day.

inspirational

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"General Gyan shares relationship tips, AI insights, and amazing facts—bringing you knowledge that’s smart, fun, and inspiring for curious minds everywhere."

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