I
wonder. If I've already lived my future. Life merely being a re-run. Of
what has happened. Over and over. Eternal recurrence. Maybe that ain't
bad. Because then I could wonder. About what to do different. A way to
salvage. The rest of my life. So that I would be satisfied. And happy.
After becoming aware. That I have to live. Over and over again.
Endlessly. The same scenario. The same everything. --Jim Broede
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