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My today
Every fear of the past hides waiting in the shadows of tomorrow. Pressing hard against the edge of today. And every day I prepare myself for the crossing. Where the present slips into the past and the future overwhelms my Today. And I survive. And so do the fears hiding in the shadows of tomorrow. Undermining the certainty of every moment. Until not even the tremor of a hopefully heart can disturb the dust of dreams.
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2014-07-20 at 07:29
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