I am here
Though rarely am I present
Somewhere between the future I can't see
and the past that lies behind me
is where you can often find me
Wandering....
Pondering life's greatest mysteries
wondering if history will repeat itself
can we even help whats to come
Can we undo what's been done
I don't mean to sound jaded
but I just get so frustrated
with all the unkindness
So tangled up in all of the fine print
that I tend to forget
who I am
What I know and where I stand
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