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Years Ago #1

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Seven years ago,
I failed to achieve my goal.
A Levels burning by the wayside,
My hopes down the hole.

Seven years ago,
I sat by the tumbling sea,
Gazing out at pale bladed giants,
Wondering what would happen to me.

Seven years ago,
I earned my first slip,
Earnest solid employment,
Would get me through my blip.

Seven years ago,
I found my first love,
A short passion-filled blur,
Now flown away like a dove.

Seven years ago,
Alas the summer work came to an end,
I returned home defeated,
To allow my wounds to mend.

Now what?

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    Very touching, Peter. What now?....is you don't accept defeat you keep on. As the old song goes...'Nothing's impossible I have found, for when my chin is on the ground, I pick myself up, dust myself off and start all over again'.

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