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one day I stared life down and life stared back at me sometimes smiling warmly sometimes sneering, as though jeering of what I was trying to see and they came against my plea regrets, promises, memories tears, laugher, pain everything from which I had tried to flee and they swarmed around me like flies to the dead and they mocked me, and what I was trying to be let me be free! but I am slave to them to the what if's, the maybe's the sort of's, the hellos, the perhaps the goodbyes the wrong words, the right words the words never said, the feelings smothered with a sigh then I understood whatever I thought of life life would be and whatever I asked of life that in life I would see
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