It didn't turn out the way I planned it but it happened anyway.
I'm over what if.
I past if only
I accept what is.
No need to examine the broken shards.
Its over and done.
I suffered a defeat but in that I know a victory can still be won.
The circumstances were beyond my control.
I no longer fear the word loose.
I have a new to plan.
I have a new perspective.
I make my own rules.
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