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Yesterday, playful children engaged with the outside Endlessly enjoying their midsummer day's ride Today, another car collision, stuck in traffic Overwhelm by the society’s demographics Tomorrow, weary and mangled from overworking Needing assistance my aching legs have stopped working Yesterday, lighthearted without any prejudices The video game remained my only nemesis Today, austerely fighting to pay all the mortgage bills Pyrrhic weight, the body’s mobilizing nonerrant hills Things were better yesterday The tears were shallow. All the pains went away Yesterday, jolly old Saint Nicholas was bona fide Grandma and grandpa embraced hands actively alive Today, a career, car, and house, thought I had it made Mother and father are descending into their grave Tomorrow, my tears will all disappear and turn to dust I’ll be receiving one final trip into the earth’s crust The past, things were better, dreams subsisted boundlessly My tears were shallow. All my pains went away My friends were present to wish me a happy birthday All alone everything shall decay. All alone everything fades away Things were better Updated - 5/14/2019 *Nonerrant- deviating from the regular or proper course; erring; straying