A short-story about someone who lets his regret lead his life.
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We all grief on something which if we had done differently, would have given us a better outcome in our lives.
Very late do we acknowledge, that whatever we chose was meant to be and there was no other way of doing it.
Given the situations, there was no other decision we could choose from.
I have always wanted to flow along the river of life as they describe it to be "beautiful".
Little did I knew, I would drown in mine.
Moreover it would cost me a person, my heart ached to hold and never let go.
-Stonehart
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