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The Picture of the Past

Far in the distance, time screams out, I'm all around you, that is what life is about. I can make you weak, or I can make you strong, give you a reason, or play a sad song. I have the power to erase your mind, any given moment, you may see my sign. I can hold you captive, and show no remorse, you my friend, will never know my course. Many have tried to predict my path, this one is a mystery, no one knows my wrath. Enjoy each day, as if it were your last, you only know for certain, the picture of the past.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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