Taking things back to where they were
Is one of men's fantasies
That never see reality


'Was' is history
'Is' is opportunity
'Will' is probability


Dream is no guarantee for longevity
Visions are not void of failures
Or cut out of being cut off


Let every breath bear purpose
The moist hatch a goal
Scenes don't linger
But stories are for act


The head is never out of ink
The mind's chatter never blink
The past is too much a burden
For yet to come is yet a version
The present is but new'r laden

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