someday soon i hope to find
a different kind of state of mind
in which all things have a place
and never do we have to race
to those places we once knew
where we existed as me and you
and happiness was ours to take
but alas my heart does ache
when i recall the night we kissed
but then i think of what i would have missed
and i rejoice in that i know
what might have been

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