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I would love to live without

regret

someday.

It is the stuff my mind likes to

vomit

at night

as the stars cry

feebly

collapsing softly in infinite darkness.

Regret,

staple of my diet,

monster that cleaves my heart

much like

grief,

blue and numb and very very sad.

Maybe one day

regret

will not mean so much

when I amount

to anything.



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