In these days
I come to wonder
what of it has come
what is it of this life
that has been made

These days they come to me often
they have for some time

And I look back
and wonder
why did I turn that way
and why did I not choose other

I mourn
I regret
I wonder
and I go on

When suddenly I stumble upon
that alternate universe
where all those differents are

There all the questions answered
all the comparisons made
now I see

and still I wonder

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