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i may be five,
six,
seven,
or up to eleven,
but i know what love is.
i know what remembrance is.
i know what regret is.

love is the subcance that keeps us alive,
the kiss of you,

remembrance is the thing that lets us mourn,
cry,
the old photo,
we just have to let go,

regret is the everlasting,
why, why, why?
why did i let go?
oh so much to know.

We are the humans.
what glues these together.

i may be five,
six,
seven,
or up to eleven,
but i know what love is.
i know what remembrance is.
i know what regret is.
i know.