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It can’t be
Nothing ever is again 
Any tear or contusion 
And there’s a difference
Unchangeably so.
One can’t be like the other
One will never be like the other
And while you can repeat it
You can’t recreate the past.
Your current mistakes won’t
Rectify the old ones.
Today’s bandaid can’t heal
Last year’s wound
It’s not.  It can’t be.
One of these
Is not like the other.