Regret is like a shadow,
a pall chasing current light.
It feeds on loss and sorrow,
overpowers joy with blight.
Never will it cease to chase,
until it is cut with the sword.
That means,
acceptance of one's penance,
and resolute movement forward.
Pain and sorrow stalk us,
every moment of our lives.
It's up to every man and child,
to stand against the tide.
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