At the confluence of influence
Lies the weight of indecision
Where the hesitant predicament
Casts a shadow on precision
One way or the other choice
Maybe at best a blind deduction
When guessing is no choice at all
Being driven by compunction
With the weight of hitherto at-large
One must wrestle with a hunch
Where even hunch is past infected
When consequences come to crunch
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