If Only
People are cameras with infinite memory
I wish I could delete half of mine
I've seen too much and said way to little
And sometimes I wish I had remembered to turn off the screen
I should have hit pause
If only I could rewind
Because there is no fast forward
And it's too late to just
STOP
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