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Apr 24
Reminiscing on the past will only lead to pain.
It brings sadness to our heart and doubt to our brain.
It’s easy to slip up, get lost in our own head.
Thinking back to good times had, whilst lying alone in bed.
Should we try to move on, block out our thoughts, and forget?
Or should we be grateful for the experiences we have gained, and the people we have met?
Materialistic lust leaves a lot to be desired,
I’m happy with the money I’ve spent and the experiences I’ve acquired.
What really matters to you at the end of the day?
Written by
Adam Davidson  24/M
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