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Looking Back

Regret is like a chronic illness…
It is constant, with no cure…
Your neck hurts from always looking back…
It’s like seeing a shadow, but you’re not sure…
It’s hard to look towards the future,
When you are living in the past…
It’s hard to enter the next race,
When you always come in last…

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  1. Date: 8/23/2012 10:04:00 AM

    yes..I agree...nice poem Darrell..thanks for sharing... **Mary**

  1. Date: 8/23/2012 9:39:00 AM

    So true Darrell - very well written - oxox // Anne-Lise :)