Sometimes, when I’ve had too much time
I wallow
Not for the self
But for that perfect self, I’d aspired to
A man who doesn’t regret
Doesn’t speak a word
Doesn’t have to
Who’s fulfilled by the notion
That what needs to be said has been said
Deeds done. And purpose realised.
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