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A mistake |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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A mistake It is a sad change, That is a bad change. And there lies the rub, Of Beelzebub. From a cavalier state I tried to change my fate And what I did undo Has only turned a shrew. That and ennui, Turned its face to me. The soil of repost, Forgives not the host. There was no crime within, It was no crimson sin. The mirror held to view, Only exposed the true. But the past is the past And it is not the last. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
The last two lines sum it up well, Seymour. Indeed. "the past is the past". Good job. ------------------ Michael Anderson Is all that we see or seem but a dream within a dream? |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Excellent! Am I being repetitive? Can't help it!  ------------------ Denise |
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Witch's Brat Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 100 |
The past is the past--you can't change it and you can't live in it. Well said, Seymour. ------------------ |
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Ohme Senior Member
since 1999-07-17
Posts 816Texas |
I agree. The last two lines finish the poem perfectly. I enjoyed it very much. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Michael, You always get to the heart of things. You have a keen mind and words I love to read. Denise, I'll take excellent any old time, thank you. Witch's Brat, But you can always send the past a rose, thanks for the read. Ohme, Enjoying is full pay for me, thank you. |
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