Per each moment
disregarding the last
throwing the future to the winds
A struggle to see
peering out within the thin mist
entrapment of a culture gone mad
So many things
useless
unneeded
Happiness
why so hard to grasp?
Where is the sting of joy?
The future will drive you mad
time traveler of the present
always living in that which is to come
It does not yet exist
and for what the physicist may say
perhaps what comes cannot be changed
So live it out
moment per moment
holding tight to what live we see
A deep breath
for what time flies by
a lasting scene to impress
Waste not and want not
achieve, achieve
go further, better
Traps, all
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