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A Letter to My Future Self

There's no time, there's no time at all
No time to whisper no time to speak
No time to love and no time to seek
It's precious time, going faster than the speed of light
Crossing through the millions stars that shine so bright
Through the fabric of your own existence, of your own dimension
It's not hard to mention, that you're growing old

Your life flew fast, so very fast
That you can clearly still remember all the days within the past
As if they just occurred, as if they are so near
And you can feel your hands touching them
Their echos ringing in your ear
Through the fabric of your own existence, of your own dimension
There's no need to mention, that in this world it gets so cold

As the winter stings you harshly
On that shiny rounded non surrounded big fat bold
Take it or leave it, deny it believe it
There's no need to mention that you're clearly getting old

by madz13379
posted on 01/06/2016

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Tags: insperational, enlight, vision, growing, wisdom
Comments: 2

Comment by madz13379: Jan 16, 2016 5:30 am
Thanks for reading
Comment by prettyspl: Jan 12, 2016 6:47 pm
Well put ..

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