sometimes : sadness

                        there is
             (lost)       opportunities 
                   places       no longer
     mine  that  never         were
                mistakes        and  more
        future      mistakes        and more
      sometimes           there      is
       sadness        and     no        desire
 to   escape     it 
              for    it   IS   and  i  do
 not  wish    to be       that  which  is  NOT

        sadness       for   death
                   for   lost  time
                       for    no return
           for      touch    for love  for
       habit    for    separation   for
    sometimes  there     is  (MOST)    other
              times   there   is   not
                    it    passes
               like         this    final



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