by Cameron
We spend what time we haveonly to find in years to come,what we needed all alongWas ours to have long agoTime takes its tollAnd although we too take our timeWe are obliged to eventually find ourselvesAfter years of pursuing The paths laid out for usIn a moment of clarity,We stop, look around, and we are lostNow I pause and contemplate my life There is that moment, brief, but incredible,When I realized the truth…It was always you.
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