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Thanks for sharing! I really enjoyed this poem. For me it explores the ideas of free will and destiny. I like the comparison of life to a labyrinth of choices. In the maze you pick which path to take at every intersection, but you don't know where your chosen path will take you or if it will help you get closer to your goal until later. This imagery surrounding choices is contrasted with the section about quantum phenomena happening in the background of the speaker's everyday activities. This reminds me of the idea of destiny, that everything is bound to happen in a certain way according to the workings of the universe. I also like how you end the poem with a question, "Who do I choose to be when no one's looking?". I think that is the measure of a person's character, how they behave when no one's looking, when they can do anything without consequences.  I think who you are when no one's looking is your truest self.

I chose this, but what if I didn’t?

Two paths diverging, a whole labyrinth 

Of ideas, of choices, my life

Might have been halved by the knife

Of my own choices, of my own doubts.

A quantum phenomena occurring throughout

My day to day, second to second routine,

Who do I choose to be when no one’s looking?







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