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Wednesday 22 May 2013

56. End Point


56.
End Point

The final version is the one that’s last,
what’s gone is gone, the past is past.

It makes no difference what went before,
all that matters is, she gave you more.

Or he, as the case may be.

Who cares who comes first or last?
What matters is, the past is past.

Now is the point.
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