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A Poem by What happened to simple old me?

an utter waste of time, a wreckage - a suave impression.. yes

of all the times that were chosen, maybe no better could have been chosen.

I so badly want to ask what the alternative is, what the motivation was.

only a courageous soul, that I am not, could.

© 2010 What happened to simple old me?

Author's Note

And
would I turn back time, for other reasons, possibly
but not this. And this others would, the most in comparison.
Working well with hurt does not work, with whom
it does work I do not know. but there would only be hurt in the future,
for this am I put off. Or why bother wondering.

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What happened to simple old me?

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