William May Boca Raton (LD)
Our Plan Did Not Go Well and the things we did instead were nothing I wanted, did not satisfy any of those desires. I am still trapped with them, and they will not relent, will continue to demand what was anticipated, what has been denied. I know, it is impossible to change this, to have it. The chance was missed and it is gone, will not return. It is the way of things, but I am still waiting. I do not know how to let go of it. I want to make it better and not have it be one more thing that has gone all wrong and cannot be corrected. |
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