Aug 2022
The Past and the Present,
Though neither are pleasant,
Both make me the person
That I am today
The Future that comes,
As the clock blindly runs,
Must be held by the reigns
So it won't run away
Though neither are pleasant,
Both make me the person
That I am today
The Future that comes,
As the clock blindly runs,
Must be held by the reigns
So it won't run away
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 7.
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Set 3, poem 7.
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