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Dec 2015
To once was to what is,
Is the difference I deal with.
Time changes all things,
And life lived because of that hurdle is difficult.
All thoughts that go round and round in circles,
But never end in their tormenting of me.
What was isn't,
What is is.
The reminder, the jab,
That leaves me like this.
Seth Milliman
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Seth Milliman  South Bend, IN.
(South Bend, IN.)   
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