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Wasted ~

Like a newborn opening its eyes for the very first time

It comes upon me that I have been living blind

Walking, talking, breathing, but not opening my eyes

To the beauty I’ve been missing should be a crime

Like many before me, I try to rewind

All the hours I’ve wasted, all the wonders I missed

Obviously I should have taken more risks

But reality comes harsh in the mornings; I can never go back in time.

stone throw

a stone’s throw away

it seems so close

but as the stone flies

so does your target

you can never seem to be quite there

at quite the right time

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