Are You Reading Me?
Believe it or not, I was once young
Before comprehending how much regret stung,
For sadly today, it’s all I can do
To not live my life in perpetual rue—
I fail without fail, so I guess you could say
It’s a whimsical tale of success my own way.
Very nice, my friend. Very nice.
Hey Christine, thanks a lot! π
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Very nice, my friend. Very nice.
Hey Christine, thanks a lot! π
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