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1 2 3 4

1 2 3 4

One is for the road we took
One blinding moment when we didn’t look
When we leaped and soared in the skies
No words, no vows, no wan goodbyes

The second is for the what could have been
The what ifs, might haves, unfinished dreams
When all we had were possibilities
When life was a glorious unbroken stream

Number three and four urge me to log
The hopes and wishes, the stream, the bog
The rainbow dreams and nightmares keen
The tame, the wild and the obscene

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