Not knowing

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If I knew then what I know now, what would I have done differently?
Would it have really matter if I knew what would happen to me?
I don't think so
Not knowing then what I know now, helped me grow
At least, that's what I think in regards to this
Because, not knowing, isn't what I miss
I miss something else entirely; something that has taken a toll
I miss things that aren't under my control
But that's not what this poems about
The poems about knowing what I know now
Would it have affected me differently, somehow?
Now that I think about it, maybe it would have affected me internally
So, I guess the past is the past and I could not really have known what the future held for me

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