Soul searching you ask; could be, or they are just about my fate. Thoughts laying in the sun to bask. Why am I who I am where I am? Could I have changed it for the better, or would the dream only be a sham? Do you have to meet fate to the letter? If only I had done this; or had it worked out a little different, what would I miss? What made my memories so permanent? When I am dead and gone will I be remembered as a plus; or will it be what I should have done; Why I was Who I was When I was
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