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Once I saw the shuttle take off
I could feel my days lessen
Lessons learned from that night
When we announced our forever
Or at what was supposed to be, I close my eyes feelings of regret
Should have pulled you off the ship
Should’ve sabotaged the shuttle that took you away from me
But I let you leave
Knowing you should be with me. Time is 2:23
And part of you wonder what could have been
Without me
With he
Without I
But we progressed
I process the acceptance, only way to be free
Because if I continue to reflect on the dialect.. I would become insanely encouraged
to write until my death
Or until next year at the hour of 2:23

Jay G