Searching my memory - did I really do all those things?
Where are all the people I didn't meet
all the things I never saw
the places I never went to
the books I never read
are they on the benches that I walked past
on imaginary seafronts
to sit awhile
tasting the waves that were never there
in the breeze that didn't blow
under the sun that wouldn't shine - the same sun that is shining now
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