I dreamt of a life
Picket fences and a dog
I sip my drink
Wonder where I went wrong
A restaurant I own
A loved family
Life was sweet
As imagined could be
Sold on images
With no map to rely
A wonderful destination
Like my martini's dry
Where I am today
Nothing like my dreams
Nothing to regret
Cheers to me
... My Present
WWIII
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