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I’m living in my own future,
I’m living in my own past.
I’m trapped in this painful moment,
But I know that it won’t last.
There’s a me looking back at this,
Proud that I broke free.
There’s a me waiting for this moment,
Unsure of what’s to be.
I see only this painful moment,
Full of woes and frights.
Yet the moments exist together,
As a web of lefts and rights.
My future, past, a present,
Exist together as parallel streams.
Although what I see as now,
Is an eternity it seems.
I need a way to rise above this pain,
And quench this hurt somehow.
I need to shift my focus,
And look back on the now.
I’m living in my own future,
I’m living in my own past.
I’m trapped in this painful moment,
But I know that it won’t last.
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