Fri, 10/04/2013 - 00:59 -- a.lee1


Staring into the future

Wondering what is to come

Wishing for a clear answer

Amongst the muddled

Whispers of others

That have already made it into

The future

Think of the day

You will return to your

First home

See the future

From that perspective

From there, maybe you can

Be a future-gazer

One who looks upon the stars

And sees dreams

Not yet achieved

But make them your vision

You see far, but exactly

How far?

There are not many

Of us that can

Peer so readily into

Our own future lives

Only the bravest hopers

Are called



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