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My wishful dreams have long been washed ashore,
Under the blazing sun their demise was fast.
I fear not what future has in store
For history is just my tragic past.
Another life unlived, I stand before my heart.
I wish I had it back (I wish I had you back),
I wish this was a game where I could hit restart
And gather the resolve I desperately lack.
You call me childish, greedy little fish —
All that I am, for I was born to take.
But when you offer me to grant my greedy wish,
This time, again, I'll make the same mistake.