In the past
there was a cast-
of shadows looming-
there werent many flowers blooming
Im the past
this wasnt the last-
time we felt this way-
but it then it came to the day
where we caught ourselfeves-
and jumped of the shelves-
that left us to collect dust
and we would not rust
we finally said-
NO!! and raised our heads
so now its the present
What sayfor the furture
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