A Questionable Mind of What the Future Holds

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Our feelings of emotions are laid on the table,
Our actions are like a horse flying out of his stable,
Why do we act and react so impulsively?
What do we hold within ourselves?
Are we there because we care or are we willing to take the dare?
The dare, the leap the charismatic shot at fate,
Are we interested in that first blind date?
Are we ready for new beginnings or gruesome and dreadful endings?
With all those bad thoughts that hunt us from our past, we grab hold of our future, because we have no idea what tomorrow will bring,
Who knows what could happen when that choir begins to sing,
One day we will reach our ultimate dream.

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