Dear Future

I refuse to go unprepared

Like a curse

I can't go without a plan

I demand a plan

I work hard in preparation, feel nothing but desperation

For I cannot be left without

I don't want to remember the pain of being without

I demand a plan

I see, I work, I take

For I cannot be left without

I've seen the pain that you can withstand

But for myself I will plan

To avoid the pain

I do not step without a trace of what i've found unavailable

For I will make unavailable, available

So for that there's no desperation in preparation

There's only imagination in the pursuit of graduation

 

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