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What Might've Been...
My heart aches,
with longing and lost
opportunities.
It aches along with my
mind,
of dreams,
fantasies,
unfulfilled.
My feelings,
those I was afraid to
share,
haunt as much as
enliven my soul.
All I can do,
all I can think,
all that I can dream,
is the dream of what
can never turly be,
only what might've been.
