Reliving My Youth
I oft find myself reliving my youth
uncovering uncomfortable truths
about all of my foibles and most of my sins
O, Lord! What condition my poor soul is in...
Whether daydreams or nightmares
each one gives me a scare
I'd played life so close to the vest
~ What might have been if I'd headed west
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