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By therosser1022 Date: 2002 Jun 17 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.17.15.44.22679]] |
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Happiness. You grasp onto the past, and you wish you were who you once were. But times change, as do people. It's like asking a beggar to be an accountant or something. The people you know now are not the same people you once knew, And neither is the man in the mirror. Forget the past, you can't go back... don't let it keep you from grasping the present. So gather up your bags... There's an unmarked train headed your way, And if you flag it down, Maybe it'll stop. |