There's life, and there's existence...
There's freedom, and there's allowance...
There's contentment, and there's compromise...
There are words, and there are substitutes...
Expressions and nuances - minuscle yet impactful;
While bellows and boisterousness - unclear as in a rowdy ruckus...
Entendres and undertones mar the amicable comradery,
Countenacing discord and distrust to carve a disturbing furore...
Adjustments and alterations; tried and tested all,
Nothing favours nor ticks; nothing except acute exasperation...
A change is imminent; a change necessary...
But change means quitting and a quitter is not what I want to be...
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