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10. The Past
It's hard to accept the way time will pass;
A breathtaking shock closely mirroring
Instant breakage with shards of glass
Or flight down the drain of a wedding ring.
The absence of friends makes some feel ignored,
The stillness of silence making them seethe,
Learning at last what it is to be bored
When I'd feel lucky just to stop and breathe.
Though I've possibly a long way to go
It's never too soon to wind down and stop,
Recounting while on that long, winding road
That bushel of bubbles that had to pop.
You're skeptical as to what I say
As if I'll be finishing last,
But to solve the problems I have today
What can I learn from if not the past?
