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Re: Katray2
Thanks, Katray2. We ponder this, I think, trying to validate ourselves, when in point of fact, there is no need. A mental exercise we sometimes do. Thank you, dear. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 14, 2017 at 8:01 PM
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Re: Barry
Perhaps we all do wonder that at times. Thank you so much.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 14, 2017 at 7:59 PM
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Re: BigV
Thank you so much. What a beautiful thing to say. It really touched me.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 14, 2017 at 7:58 PM
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Re: Kabu - you bright a light to this world...
Thank you, dear. One tries not to wither and fade into oblivion...
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 14, 2017 at 7:57 PM
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Re: BC-A
Aha, you did catch it! You read it exactly as I might have thought!
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 14, 2017 at 7:56 PM
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Re: FSI
We must look forward, not backward, and learn along the way. Thank you.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 14, 2017 at 7:55 PM
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Re: C_C_T
Thanks, CC. It was an exercise in speculation, that's all. As for the Gypsy, I was born that way...or so they say.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 14, 2017 at 7:54 PM
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Re: Aba Brother
Thank you, yes, I agree, 'I yam what I yam,' as Popeye (a cartoon character here) said.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 14, 2017 at 7:52 PM
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Deeply thought provoking, RP!
I have pondered the same too. I enjoyed this, thank you...
posted by
Katray2
on December 14, 2017 at 6:01 PM
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Sometimes I wonder the same thing about myself. Great Poem. 
posted by
Barry_Lee_Jones
on December 14, 2017 at 4:41 PM
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Yes, it would have mattered. Just as the 'wings of a butterfly' make a difference, so have you.
posted by
BigV
on December 14, 2017 at 10:31 AM
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it most certainly does matter, to me, How aweful a world with you withered away would be for me.
posted by
Kabu
on December 13, 2017 at 2:13 PM
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You would still be you. The meaning might be be ourselves love.
posted by
BC-A
on December 13, 2017 at 9:48 AM
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As time passes, we do find ourselves changing, sometimes for the better and other way n the worse. It is always interesting to read how people look back and their lives.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on December 13, 2017 at 9:34 AM
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Probably a sequence of events all haphazard . I don't think that which you would have liked to have been had much of a chance. Nothing is perfect we all probably wish we had a mortal upgrade at times. I am sure everyone looks back and thinks that was not a good decision, but of course one would be looking at it from a more experienced understanding. You would not really want to be a gypsy and wash in a tin tray with three whippets under the table? I like the poem though.
posted by
C_C_T
on December 13, 2017 at 6:08 AM
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The best thing, according to me, is that you have become who you are, because the speculations, no matter, however much you may have wished would have been, in the end, fruitless quests. And God did play a singular role into making you who you are. Predestined, as we call it. 
posted by
anib
on December 12, 2017 at 11:19 PM
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