regrets.

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I wake up Tiredly reaching for the phone on bedside table The hologram of iPhone 48X Pro Max lights up It’s 4AM in the morning I turn it off and stare at the dark of the ceiling I’m a 60 years old man I vividly remember yesterday I was still a young man I wanted to do a lot of things I wanted to go to a lot of places. But I don’t remember ever done any Now it’s too late,…

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