I suppose it could have been different.

Looking back now, all is retrospect.

But it never was but retrospect –

As it is now, and always was.

And always will be.


I suppose that’s life.

To believe in want,

And make matter matter,

And sense of the senseless,

And love of what’s not there.

And dream the dream you’ve dreamed.

And love the dreams you’ve lost.


I suppose the most precious times are past.


I suppose happy thoughts

Are one’s best defense

Against what one knows

Is out of their hands.


Happy thoughts,

Of happy times

Of what could have been,

But never was,

And will never be.


I suppose it’s best

To reflect this retrospect,

And dream of what was

And now always is,

And will always be.


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