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[bodytext] => Hindsight The ability to know Much, much later What you should have done, said, thought, read. Not enough time at that particular time in your particular head to know . Now you feel low If only! We think that we think But clearly, we just exist Until we exit. Bouncing around like pinballs Amongst the chaos of other pinballs. Some lucky ones purport to have an answer Their answer is based on pure chance But they kid themselves That there is a way amongst the madness Because they made it And you will too. Guess what? You might [comments] => 0 [counter] => 82 [topic] => 43 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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