A small poem asking pertinent questions of a lost love. Can you move on from here without having those questions answered? Or are you doomed to repeat your errors over and over again?
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Did I share my love?
Did I give enough?
Did I use my wisdom?
Did I make you laugh?
Did I give you happiness?
Or was my stance too tough?
These are questions now I have
No time to ask you true
These are answers now I crave
Afore I start anew
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