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No Regrets

As I contemplate
what I’ve done
and what will be done,
I realize
I’m in a strange predicament.

When the sun is out
I’m over the moon
to start anew
from scratch.

And when the moon is out
I’m over the sun
to start anew
from scratch.

But then it dawns on me,
what have I to lose?

Life is short
and what is done
is done.

Regrets are not for me.

 


 

© 2018 Layla J. Silver

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