Saturday, July 23, 2016

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At times like this
I am tempted to look back
To reflect on what has been
Where I was
Who I was

I am fighting the impulse

Acceding to it
Will only make me feel worse
Either
Because I was better then
Than I am now
Or
Because I was all too much
An ass

There is no point

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