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SHOULDA COULDA WOULDA
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All the fun we could have had
The paths we could have taken
The things we should have saved
They are gone, that ship has sailed
But the Ocean of Time is vast
A new ship on a new day
Is flying across the waves to this very moment
Ready to take us to where we want to grow next.
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