Musings

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As the sky turns a purple hue,

I think of all the things to do,

Of days that past that didn’t last,

Of times that I just had a blast.

Smiles of faces I don’t know,

Of places that I want to go.

The life I did’t have, although,

I’ll never have it now, I know.