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When I think about the past,
It makes me ponder...
It makes all things
In life, grow fonder.
I think about times
With undiscovered loves
And if it's my standards
In which they are above.
I don't want to have
Any doubt in my mind
About leaving my present,
My first love, behind.
It's something I know
I've got to be sure of.
Because this is deep
When you're dealing with love.
I know for a fact
That no one wants pain
Sometimes this dilemma 
Can drive you insane.
This is not a discouragement
It's not even advice.
It's just a simple poem
To help open your eyes.

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