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Unalterable Past

When one thinks
about the past
Of opportunities
that were lost

Things that should
have been done
Things that could
not be undone

Things that should
have happened
Things that could
have shapened

Bright future that
is now present
And then one really
starts to resent

Resent one's own
unalterable past
And there... one is
actually lost


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Unalterable Past

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