Hard To Grasp
The Past Can Be
Like Riding A Bike.
And There Is
Nothing You Can
Do About It Now.
Even This Is
The Past.
Shall We Focus
On Regret?
You Might Say:
"YES!"
Where It Still
Hurts.
But, "no thank you..."
Where It Doesn’t
Any More...
Yeah, That's A Super-Selfish Spot
To Choose, To Avoid Colliding
With The Moon's Tempting
Desire For The Sea!
It Means More To Me...
I Only See Pieces
Of Definitions To Define.
I'm Only Here.
-Gray Squirrel
10-01-2025
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