The Decision-Making Process

I think upon a brand new notebook,
a plethora of empty space.
There are lines to be filled, guts to be spilled,
and thoughts to be solemnly faced.

Decisions don't make themselves, you know,
so I give myself plenty of space
to contrast and compare and accuse and be fair
and put everything in its place.

Analysis, though, the crucial step,
is far from the only phase...
The key is reciting, remembering, writing
perspectives from multiple days.

The End

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