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the past and the future

The past and the future A war was coming our way as a patriot, I enlisted Although I was a bit elderly, I was accepted sent to a camp, with the rank of sergeant in charge of the kitchen When the war ended, I took the bus back to my village that looked the same as before, and my dog sat on the steps waiting for me, she wanted to go for our usual walks in the woods After half an hour, I called the dog; it was time to go home, but the dog had disappeared, think she had run home waiting to let her in, but she and The village was not there, Instead of a man with a golf club in his hand, I thought looked like Trump telling me I was trespassing But there was a village here, yes, but we got rid of it when constructing the golf course He looked at me and said, Are you from the past? Yes, I am, but this is the future you are in the wrong place, you'd better go back before your time is over I walk to where the road and horizon merge

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