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One Man Sees... 

A forking. A seemingly familiar place, deja vu...

Two paths ahead. One offering certainty. The other leading into hope, which might yet prove false. Strangely, both seem to go towards the same destination, and are equally shrouded in forbidding fog.

My choice, my way, but it must be soon, for there is no stopping, no returning, and no middle course. Not this time.

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