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I keep wasting time Trying to fix my choices By building on them Through worse choices Instead of burying The hatchet Once and for all And making a new choice That is actually What I want And does not reflect Who I was In what feels like A thousand years ago. I need to plant The next seed.
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Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 7:55 PM UTC
A Thousand Years Ago
I keep wasting time Trying to fix my choices By building on them Through worse choices Instead of burying The hatchet Once and for all And making a new choice That is actually What I want And does not reflect Who I was In what feels like A thousand years ago. I need to plant The next seed.
lmuwalsh
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Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 7:55 PM UTC
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