Sometimes to do the right thing
To get up and walk away
Has nothing to do with love
Even if it turns out badly
It's like the thousand tiny seeds
Of a particular orchid
Drifting on the wind
In hopes a tiny few
Will happen on the right
Subject and you'll know
When it's selected you
For a trial run to see
How far you can take it
And to find out for sure
It's the only mistake
You didn't make
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