Chosen

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 I am chosen 

like a natural choice

like the river chooses the ocean

like the moon chooses the earth

like the bird chooses flight

like the cheetah chooses chase

like the logistics don't matter 

once a choice is made

I am a choice made with ease

And if it's not easy to thee

Do not choose me

-maithili 

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