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Posted by on Jul 15, 2007


This is truth for me.

If I choose to mourn my past

too long,

my future will fade.

I will lose opportunities

without an eye to tomorrow,

but how strong the pull of nostalgia is!

I want to wade in it forever, to relish

the magic of what I had, what I was

That is my weakness, my vice.

I have yet to say to goodbye to anyone in this life

and yet I miss everybody.

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