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Cheeky Future

I greeted future,

"Hello!" I said.

Future turned around and smiled,

"Hello my dear boy."

"Tell me Future, am I alive and well with you?"

Future frowned, "Young man you know

I can't tell you that."

"But Future" I cried,

"But Future why can't you tell me?"

Future chuckled and smiled,

"Because my dear boy that would be cheating."

I didn't understand what Future meant,

But then again I never understood Future.

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Jun 19, 2013
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