Past.Present.Future.

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I know pain is eating you from the inside,

and you feel as if its spreading worldwide.

So you develop into a serpent,

the inner wound growing extremely potent.

 

People become sick of you,

all across the ocean reaching Honolulu.

You consider committing suicide,

but then looked forward towards the upside.

 

There is a future to be had!

Let's start the journey of life and and be glad!

Because this isn't a knock out yet,

this glorifying victory over this internal threat.

 

Change to loving and caring,

assisting even the smallest being.

That's how I should be,

at the oldest age of 93.

 

Thank you for for helping others,

like they were your sisters and brothers.

Thank you for being delightful,

I keep telling my future double.

 

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