Poem: What We Will Do I Do Not Know

What We Will Do I Do Not Know

but it troubles me.
I have no answer,

but to say it matters,
to me it matters.

It should not:
I feel ashamed,

I know it is nothing,
is not important.

It would not matter
if other things aligned,

if what should matter
could be corrected.

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