Lamenting the Past.
When one door closes another door opens, but that doesn't mean we don't occasionally fantasize about shoving a crowbar into the crevice through which we see glimpses of the road not taken. Regrets are lamented, relief is forgotten, and for brief moments in time we wonder aloud what could have been. Enjoy!
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Comment on behalf of Stormy521, who is having technical problems: "Another child with another great future."
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