You know there aren't any places
I've ever lived
I can picture now without regret.
Just a little regret.
Not that I've left, just
I'm not there anymore.
I don't get the chance
anymore
to do all the things
I used to enjoy.
I do not forget.
It's good done
gone, and it
kind of stings.
But it's beautiful, too.
We live in such places
and bring on so much
of what we live through.
We'll wake up years later
from where we were,
and see where we are
and what it brings.
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