Time to Take


Time to Take
Two roads diverge, I've heard
I haven't seen, for I haven't driven
I've merely gazed, wondered, wished
Waiting for the day I'm given
Some hitch-hiker's hope of a ride
My time I'm tired of choosing to bide
I know not who, where, or why
All I know if i must say goodbye
To the life I've lived, or set aside
Please let me live, before I die 
Let me live, truly live
Not live like breathing, but live like taking
Chances, dances, kisses, risks
With those that too are tired of faking
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