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I could have returned her pen I could have get drenched in rain I could have gone to church without excuses I could have given lift to the lad I could have lasted his kiss without pushing I could have dropped by the pub once I could have stood up to answer in the interview I could have signed the bond with the company I could have surrenderd my car to dad I could have apologised him for late-night arrival I could have presented him ring rather saving I could have assisted my princess to annual day I could have allowed her to study abroad I could have published my stories as books I could have visited my native for last These thoughts drift in my heart At this last moment of my precious boon called LIFE...

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