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and it's where the sun dawns upon the eye
a poetic change
an absence of the comfort we know
a passing to the feared
is this a life to be envied
to be complimented by jealousy
a tainted perception owned
is it this or that
a thousand whats and ifs
and the angst of rgret
this is the love of today
that does not care of tomorrow
what is it that takes
the glimmer from the eye
oh how a scream at fate
is like perceiving lack of choice
a disgregard of maybes
and how is a tomorrow I may forget
stolen with a glimmer of regret
a choice that I may make and yet, a mistake
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