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dear old me:


why blame yourself

for what you did not know

have not felt

have not seen

did not predict coming

why of course if you knew what was to come

you would have ducked for cover

but what life is that?

shielding away from things that have not happened yet

 

you did your absolute best with what you had

and I am immensely proud

you did not let me down

you made me so much better now

 

 

Signed: New and improved me. 

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