Present
May 1, 2018
Pull and push,
breathe.
Tug and tear,
breathe.
Claw and grasp,
breathe.
Stare at the ceiling,
whilst the present
tries to slip away,
as you hold to it so
desperately
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If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you