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Feb 2018
they follow me,
all the little things I did wrong,
all the things I wish I did.

constantly buzzing in my ear,
they never leave,
and I'm afraid I'll never be brave enough to let go.
to move on and realize it's okay.

regrets are just mistakes we wish we could change.
Liz Carlson
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Liz Carlson  19/F
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