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Future Unwinding

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger
All I know is that I can't be dead any longer
And so I try to be me,
But will I fall?
Can I set my mind free?
Will I ever stand tall?

I can only wait and see
Through the eyes in my head
But I can look forward and see
With the eye of my mind
So I just let the future unwind.
I let the future unwind in me.

I see the future unwinding
I feel the light is gonna be blinding
And I know that there's only one way of finding
And that is to search through the future unwinding,
Through the future unwinding in me.
 
Mark Hopwood

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  146.     

We Can Only Live In The Here And Now

We cannot live in the future the future of us is ahead
And the past has gone forever though memories of it are not dead
We can only live in the here and now though the clock keeps ticking on
And the future we don't know about and the past forever gone
Some say we receive from life from life what is our due
Though many fall victim of bad circumstance so happens to be true
And though some will also tell you hard times are not meant to last
Those who do not have a future are those who have had a tragic past
The rags to riches stories to say the least are rare
Though lady luck can make of you an instant millionaire
Though of one who has won first division lotto I for one am not aware
For such extremely lucky people to say the least are rare
The future is ahead of us and the past forever gone
And we can only live in the here and now though time is ticking on.




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Francis Duggan

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  147.     

past, present, future

i have been hurt in the past
and try to look to my present
and my future.i try to repair
a broken heart in the present
for a better future.life has
dealt many cruel blows in the
past i wrestle with my present
in the hope for a peaceful future
my past is my past i cant change
the cruelty that is my past.the
struggle from past to present
has been a long one.my present
haunted by my past making the
look to the future a comfertless
look.one day my past will be
behind me no longer haunting
my present and my future will
be what i make it what i want
it to be.hopefully one day i
will be at ease in the present
with my past.
 
andrew gemmell

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  148.     

Future

Where is the future,
down some glistening star-scape hallway awake with time?

What was the future,
before the past corrected this old-new direction of mine?

Who holds the future,
anyone at all, or the whole amalgamation of beings finite combined?

How does the future
escape me even now whilst intertwined in my rhyme?

Why is the future?
Where we were just before looking back at ethereal, sublime
“What have you? ”'s of yourself
Who keep us backtracked like pack rats just trying to design
How well kept up with stuff we are that it's all junk in time?
Why?

It's all in vain
for we remain
contained
by reason or logic
compassion or nonsense
my keyboard's dusty and ragged out
it's black with white lines
and without power in the darkness
has no image, That's mine,
and in the end it
all blends in
to the din
of mankind.
 
Christopher Fladd

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