Adulthood
Thinking will not prolong the inevitable.
Hoping for yesterday will not stop tomorrow.
Incompetence only takes you so far.
Shooting for the stars is our destination.
Initially, we must all create our paths.
Slowly, may our fate take its shape.
In time, memories shall begin to fade.
Tapping in rhythm with our hearts content.
Copyright © Pine Pup | Year Posted 2017
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