Rewrite Poem by joses tirtabudi

You know, there are these dreary days,

When a melancholic mood holds me in its sway,

Probably something we get as we age, hey?

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In this twilight hours, we forget tomorrow,

And look back at the days, weeks, and years of long ago.

Look back, and utter a flat, "Oh."

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Oh, all those things I could've done better or changed.

The walls I could have torn down, a few more broken chains,

Little and big things, everywhere, we wish we could change.

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If only there was a life remote, press rewind,

Go back, and then our history rewrite.

Rewind and rewrite, our actions of those fateful days and nights.