I was here before, a long time ago,and much of the rest of the poem is about
and now I am here again
is an observation that occurs in poetry
as frequently as rain occurs in life
But the feeling is always the same.Which, I know, is an awfully common feeling. More common than rain. But I don't feel it.
It was better the first time.
This time is not nearly as good.
I'm not feeling as chipper as I did back then.
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