Friday, April 24, 2015

there was a time . . . ?

there was a time, i'm sure of it, when i felt good about my life.

there was a time, i recall, when i felt good about my life.

there was a time, i think, when i felt good about my life.

there was a time, i believe, when i felt good about my life.

there was a time, perhaps, when i felt good about my life.

was there a time when i felt good about my life?
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