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There's
not
a
day
goes
by
I
don't
feel
regret.
Not
because
I'm
in
here,
because
you
think
I
should.
I
look
back
on
the
way
I
was
then:
a
young,
stupid
kid
who
committed
that
terrible
crime.
I
want
to
talk
to
him.
I
want
to
try
to
talk
some
sense
to
him,
tell
him
the
way
things
are.
But
I
can't.
That
kid's
long
gone,
and
this
old
man
is
all
that's
left.
I
got
to
live
with
that.
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