If I could invent a time machine,
Would that put things right?
I could tidy up the past,
And make the future bright!
Hindsight would become an irrelevant word
And tomorrow would seem somewhat less blurred,
Questions unanswered in history,
Would no longer be shrouded in mystery.
We'd never venture blindly
Into the great unknown,
Creating a mortality
of our very own.
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