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We grow older and watch things changeFamiliar places are now strangeInside we seem to wonder whyThe groups split and multiplyWe break promises that we madeBecoming people who we hateTurning our heads away in shameWhile wishing things had stayed the sameWe said we wouldn't say goodbyeBut all we accomplished was a lieEveryone learns somedayThat the best things all fade awayAnd we ask ourselves questionsWhile we sit here in regressionWe'd never start rememberingIf forever was a real thingI was thinking "The Regression Seat".What would you call it?Also, do you like it? What comes to mind when you read it?
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