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Oblivion


Sitting here realising all that could have been all that never was and all that is In the lives I never lived With words I never said To the people I never meet In the places I'll never be This one is for the people I never became For the person I never was This is all i have a sequence of choices that have lead me to this moment But every time i spoke i left so many words unsaid Countless options one choice At every decision i could have become a different person but i choose to be who i am now For better or worse I'll probably never be able to tell which What could have been In the moments I never lived With the words I left unsaid In the places I never was To the people ill never meet All that was And all that'll never be
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