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The heavy possibility weighs on me
I never thought I'd be this person.
A thought so heavy, so crushing I can't stand up.
I always said I wouldn't do it -
wouldn't even think of it,
but now I'm here
and it might be too
and the thought enters my mind.
I wish it wouldn't have... I wish I wouldn't have
made that mistake.
I put the thought away
In a box
not to be opened ever again.
I make mistakes
I learn from them
I move on.
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