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Mull Over
When you continually mull over things
There can be regret in what it brings
Playing it again in your head
Brings back the fresh things to dread
And what you have in the finish
Is something that you want to diminish
But you can't go back to it again
It is the past leave it alone finished say it and end.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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Paul Warren
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