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Painfully I think of why
My mind tends to wander and fret
Hopefully I look to the sky
And regard the things I might regret
How do you take the past and make some type of calculation
Rendering things done somehow right or wrong or perhaps even barely acknowledged within the minds gestation
Maybe that’s the feeling we fear most
Insecurities or reasons that we boast
All alone while completely surrounded
Feeling like we should be floating when we are hopelessly grounded
Up and down and left and right
No play on words can describe life’s flight
All I have found is there is a pattern left behind
That we only see when we press rewind
perhaps thats the true hilarity in this equation that we live  
Only in hindsight can we learn to love or forgive

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