If in movie scene, I'd be on the bed as everything sped around me
Sunset, sunrise. Open eyes, eyes shut.
I feel no shame or grief
It's just time, let it go
To the ones who wanted more:
It is what it is
This one is mine to spurge
Regret? Years, months, days, seconds passed?
Later in life will I look back and imagine different choices, different lives
But how long 'til I look back?
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