A Never Ending Future
I’m afraid you will need to welcome this curse.
And put your passions last, and your troubles first.
Welcome to your new struggles and sorrows.
Problems that will last into the nights and tomorrows.
And when you finally think you have healed.
You will find yourself having to accept that your guilt will never yield.
You must allow your fear to turn to curiosity.
Or your head will churn with velocity.
Take it as a lesson, or take it as a curse.
But don’t waste your years hoping- the end will come first.
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