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Here is another small poem until I can write some actual posts for the coming week.
It is impossible to regulate the past.
Looking back and seeing only the negative does nothing.
We might feel betrayed by it,
we might even want to block it like the number of a terrible friend.
However, it is possible to control the future, and it starts with a good
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