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I've reheated the same Cup of coffee five times This evening Trying to write something For myself that accurately Describes how I experience Often I am flooded in the ordinary By the emotion and the density Of life itself, in all its majesty And sometimes I am left Devoid of sentiment In moments deemed worthy I get lost in thinking of The way the future will Tangle with the present I find myself stopped in A memory as well, A reminder, a fragment of past The present is a fleeting concept A paradox, I think A circle of thought At what point Does the future become the present? And the present become the past?
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Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 10:40 PM UTC
Clouds in My Coffee
I've reheated the same Cup of coffee five times This evening Trying to write something For myself that accurately Describes how I experience Often I am flooded in the ordinary By the emotion and the density Of life itself, in all its majesty And sometimes I am left Devoid of sentiment In moments deemed worthy I get lost in thinking of The way the future will Tangle with the present I find myself stopped in A memory as well, A reminder, a fragment of past The present is a fleeting concept A paradox, I think A circle of thought At what point Does the future become the present? And the present become the past?
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Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 10:40 PM UTC
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