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Future


A day, a week, a year

Speeding by no time to steer

What is real?  I do not know

Changing space and time flow

My future is not near, it's here

 

Take a breath look deep inside

My heart with vision many-eyed

Sees ahead fortunities

Glimpses of our unities

When we together ride

 

Can we do what others dreamed?

Our thoughts run together, streamed

Shooting high our plans

To sky and other lands

For each the other esteemed.

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