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What If?

It is the only question, 
Without seldom, 
A mind at stir has no exemption. 

What if I had? 
Would I still be sad, and mad? 
Or was it a chance at being glad? 

I wouldn't have cared if it lasted a tad. 

But I guess ive made my bed, 
And that's all there is to be said. 
For we walk our own path, 
But the roads we build will never last. 

Building forward and looking back, 
It's as though our compasses are outa wack. 
If only I could rewind, 
Relive the memories that are mine. 
To stand in their just one more time, 
Would be eternally sublime. 
été 

J. Wallace

2013