Poem about accepting life as it is.

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Some thoughts seem to play like a broken record.

This was written the day after my instructor who I was close to died.

A love that never came to be.

A friend overstepped their friendship, among other things and caused a wound that doesn’t mend.

Letting go.

Wanting someone you can’t have.

The lows of being the third person in a couple.

The pains of Being the "baby" no matter what you do.