Yesterday is only a memory
Tomorrow is just imagination
They are in the same category
They are both the mind’s creation
Tomorrow never comes
The present, how long can it last
How the brain it numbs
By the time you think of it, it’s past
The past, you can not change
In all predestination is cast
Why three, how strange
When all are one, future, present and past
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Every moment in our lives are precious.
Andy
Thank you for your review and comment. Every moment is precious in that we will never pass this way again.
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