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Rated: 13+ | Poetry | Experience | #1221446
The past is just that
I once cried for things that were not, or could not ever be
I once cried for things lost, out of reach, or never found---
Until one day the sun shone brighter than it had the right---
And I realized to the past I was not bound.


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