Saturday, 12 May 2018

je ne regrette rien

but no regrets 

then came the song, and
i was back there in an instant,
on the scent of a memory,
bleared in the tears,
in that blink of an instant 
in time, back then,
when, when; o when ...
it could have been, that
we could have been;
goodbye my joie de vivre,
c'est la vie,

je ne regrette rien.

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