Did you ever lose yourself
In the memories of your past?
Have you ever cleaned that shelf
Of stories that might go in a flash?
Well if you have not
I suggest you do
For those memories-
If you lose them, there is a cost
Remember all the things that happened
On that one certain day
That lasted and lasted
Maybe it was a day
That is very far away
But have you ever thought
About what is to come?
What will happen?
Are you made, or done?
What will happen
In a year from now?
Where will you be standing?
Will you have gone with the crowd?
The future is full
Of uncertainty
And the past-
Full of absurdities
The best place to be-
If you ask me
Is the present
Even if it is unpleasant
It is where you are
Your in the now
And this is what your life is about
What you do
And what you might
Is a series of events called
life

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