The Future

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A test today, sigh.
Work later, why?
It's the small things in life that make us cry.
It’s the big things in life that pass us by.
When I’m looking back, when I grow old,
Will everything matter, everything told?
Will we let the past keep us,
Or let the future unfold?
Every step that I take,
Every move that I make,
Is it all just a fake?
Will it prepare us for everything to come?
Or is it nothing, nothing, but scum?
It is for us to decide,
To which we will abide.





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