As evenings pass I lie awake wondering if all the choices I made in my life were in fact for the best.
My mind set to wounder if I could have changed or should have changed the events of the day.
All this in mind keeps me up until the wee hours of the night, till daylight breaks upon the blinds of my room. My body remembers it needs sleep in order to survive another day.
As evenings pass In realize I have grown a day older, but feel it most in my bones.
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