So Much Of Nothing
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Sandra Feldman
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Nothing is like it was
Nor will it ever be again
The past is the past
And cannot be recaptured
Nor retained,
Love is a dream
That in reality
Is not always,
Attained,
Life is a stream
That cannot be
Detained,
What was,
Has been and will,
Never be again,
Dreams are Dreams
Nothing,
Not even Love lasts,
And you can't even
Figure out, why
Life is so strange
As it keeps hiding,
In the Past.
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