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Back to the Past


Dear Mr. Future,

 

What do you know?

What is it that you know that I do not?

Am I to have a noble death in a petty war

or a petty death in a noble war?

 

Will I grow up to be the President?

Will I marry a king?

Am I to be a scientist in a world of artists

or an artist in a world of scientists?

 

Is my life going to be better?

Is it going to be full of adversity?

Am I to be trapped in the unknown that is

You, Mr. Future.

 

I don't like surprises.

I don't like mystery.

I don't like not knowing where I'm heading.

 

Give me a hint, Mr. Future,

and I'll give you something in return.

 

Give me a hint, Mr. Future,

and I will show you Mrs. Past.

 

Sincerely,

 

The Present

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