Always thinking about the past,
What could have been different.
Have regrets about what never was
Always thinking of the future,
Fear of what's to come,
What might be.
Under the mistletoe are both future and past.
And in this present moment,
fear ceased
Regret was forgotten.
In the present they were free
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Words Untold
RandomWords. Thoughts. Stories. Poems. This is a collection of untold stories. Pages filled with untold feelings. Hope you enjoy! This "book" is written in English.
