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*Remember today,
as the self bides
the gavel-ticks
of the hand.
Celebrating the arrival
of each new second,
while mourning the ones
left unfulfilled
and regrettable.
Remember the todays,
as they might spring forth
or amble along…
Never forgetting
to frolick in the allures
of possibly better tomorrows.*
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Sep 4, 2021
Sep 4, 2021 at 9:23 AM UTC
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*Remember today,
as the self bides
the gavel-ticks
of the hand.
Celebrating the arrival
of each new second,
while mourning the ones
left unfulfilled
and regrettable.
Remember the todays,
as they might spring forth
or amble along…
Never forgetting
to frolick in the allures
of possibly better tomorrows.*
.
