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The Sweet and Sharp Regret

The heart remembers what the present lacks, A golden hue upon a bygone scene, Though time has moved and left its fading tracks, A phantom touch, where joy had brightly been. That sweet ache lingers, ever keen and fierce, For moments in between, a wish whispers, A yearning deep for what will never be, The life we lived and what we now can see. ©bfa040325

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