The Left Behind

He had gone away, but I guess the pain will aways stay. That kind which accompanies in every random memory I love and hate to revisit accidentally. Memories revisited by almost everything I see everyday.
Such feelings which include regrets, blames and dismay.
But no matter what, now, nothing can be done to change what has been a course of history. Instead, like cigarretes smoke,
inhale these regrets and use it to be better each day.
If life is there whereever you may be, find your way and never again go astray.

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Upon reading this, what do you think this poem is about?

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