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Monday, September 5, 2011

Poem.

From the collection '8 poems about me and you.'

9

Back then, if you wanted to, you were going to...
and... or become...
You could easily have... 
or... if you'd preferred.

Not so long ago, you could... or.... or... and... 
if you so desired.
You were even...
if you'd chosen to.
You were to be... or... or... and...

If.

Less than a lifetime ago,
you could do anything you wanted it seemed, 
except retain the ability to see infinite potential in yourself.