a figure lost staring into the horizon
never once did he let go of today
for fear it would not stop at tomorrow
and yesterday would not come again.
no sunset could be this beautiful.

a figure lost staring into the horizon never once did he let go of today for fear it would not stop at tomorrow and yesterday would not come again. no sunset could be this beautiful. |
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There are no adequate words.
:] we will conquer.
Read, be aware, take action. [link]
and yesterday would not come again.
it reminds me of a poem i had memorised when i was younger, certain lines always stuck out in my mind:
now of my threescore years and ten [70yrs]
twenty will not come again[he thinks he wont live another 20 yrs]
u captured the same feeling i think, in the appreciation of the here and now rather than letting everything else become a distraction.
do i be right, or do i be interpreting it wrongly?
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I can't be having with this!
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There are no adequate words.
:] we will conquer.
Read, be aware, take action. [link]
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I can't be having with this!
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There are no adequate words.
:] we will conquer.
Read, be aware, take action. [link]
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I can't be having with this!
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