Past And Future

Looking out in front of me yet nothing looks clear,                                                                                                                                                       walking on toward it all yet it moves as I get near                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   I feel as if its lingering a few steps ahead                                                                                                                                                               What awaits me there is what I seem to dread.                                                                                              Thinking of turning back I  take a look behind,                                                                                                                                                             A bottle full of misery is all I seem to find                                                                                                Looking in the distance up ahead of me                                                                                                                                                                    I realize what it is, its my  future I see                                                                                                                                                            What awaits me there at this time I dont know,                                                                                                                                                                                          So I begin my journey forward carefully taking it slow.                                                                                                                                                              Then all at once it comes to me finally at last,                                                                                                                                                                   That bottle full of misery appears to be my past.                                                                                          


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Life will only go as far as yourwilling to go with it.
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