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Dec 2016
We are but the weathermen of our own lives.
Based upon the analytical data we've gathered,
Feelings, thoughts, emotions, physical changes.
We can say that we are going to do something
And make plans for it, but our day to day changes us.
Like the weather, our lives evolve on their own, with minimal say.
Our surroundings move us, influences us, demanding that we change.
A little something each day, something not quite planned.
We are human though, and we adjust, or should.
Those who don't adapt are now weathering the rain without an umbrella.
After a while, we no longer look at the week long forecast
And just look at the day to day.
With an idea of where we want to be tomorrow.
Eoin
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     Lior Gavra and Eno
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