Fragment of Expectation

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The matter is resolved
Finished, completed
The decision is made
A choice accepted
I am content,
Settled, happy
Yet
A fragment of
Expectation lies
A neural splinter
Within my mind
The unseen itch
I cannot scratch
The eyelash
Caught in my stare
This fragment of anticipation
Lying makes a liar of me
Hope springs eternal
With just enough moisture
To turn my stern decision
Into a swampy mess

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