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Author: Anonymouse
Started: 22/02/08
Last Edited: 29/02/08
Published: 22/02/08
Revision: 1
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NowOutline: Living in the present has its rewards. The insubstantial future
with the fast receding past Will bind me to the present like a prisoner to the mast. I might not see too clearly for I’m looking up too near But the sun is shining brightly So there’s nothing left to fear. And the gull that screams so wildly as I listen to his cry, Did he shout at me yesterday or is he yet to try? The minutes are expanding to take up all the space In a life that is compressed Within this hour and this place. I feel this present moment, the contentment that it brings, That stops me looking backwards or anticipating things. |
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