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If given the option
To do it again, To live and to think And Live life once more- I'm terribly dull No imagination at all- Because I think I'd Return As myself--I'm a bore. The chance-just to think! No hefty burdens to lift Or big sorrows to mend or Stigmas To follow me around anymore! DO-OVER! I'd live it all once again With new chances to do All the things that Have Already... been... done? Hmmm... Perhaps I'd return As a parrot-that it! They live long and look Lush And have tons of fun- I'd be cranky but Thought cute And rude but thought Precious And when it all is done- Hmmm... I'd still be me.
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