Filtering Thoughts

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In pensive mood, I reminisce –

apply a filter, so to speak,

to events that have made me who I am.

Special times out-number tragedies three to one!

I’m left to question what is yet to be done

when all that’s best in my life

has already happened,

…or has it?

My response to today’s one-word prompt: Filter

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