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Another Twilight
Another twilight that time just before the comming of a new dawn to early to start to late for the night it's already gone. Back into my past and all it's regrets and what I could have had Wondering where old flames have gone to that I loved so bad. Old disscussions that stick out in my mind about alien beings and reincarnation and girls that were so fine running the back streets and alleys of home with my guys. watching the mystory of pretty women and describing what we visualize. So here I am looking backwards into a mist asking myself was it worth it all the things I missed. My father he did the best he could no matter what he tried to teach me I never would. These mornings to many to count most of them are sad but it's all the same nothing is right most are bad. All these days and weeks and years did I realy do it my way and why all the tears. Once I climbed out of this cave but the rules up there were to stark. so I went back to the reflections of the fires where all else was dark. Somehow I know it but can't explain why I'll be held accountable yet like these mornings the regrets already seem insurmountable. Maybe someday I'll have the chance to go back again how will it end this time this time will I win. Does anyone realy ever win and what you win today you could lose tomorrow. or use as a down payment on what you can barrow. It's all a crap shoot and I am compelled to be benevolent there's so many others out there with needs so much more prevalant. I'm unable to meet the restrictions I must subject myself by admissions I must do as they say I've my freedom to pay all controlled condictions.
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