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Dec 2016
The thoughts of the passed world
Rule my present world
Thoughts of the future
Also paint my present culture...

Therefore the present seems
As it is stuck inside realms
Of the passed and the arriving
Repeatedly glassed still thriving...

Present a blend of future and past
Present will turn to past so fast
Which makes the past
A blend of future and present at last
The past remains always present.

I wondered why past never leaves
It's always there in the night eve's

So I see the past
Is always future and present
It never leaves at any cost
It's all the happenings and all that's meant.
Qasid Ali
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Qasid Ali
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   Keith Wilson
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