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living in the past
has never worked for me.
forgetting the past,
my presence feels so free.
searching in my past,
dying to find solace.
whatever happened then,
I don't mind.
whatever was said,
it doesn't matter.
whatever mattered then,
I long forgot.
I'd like to say I didn't care.
I'd like to think it was all fair.
the waves are gliding over me,
everything passing away.
whatever mattered. |
Whatever Mattered
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