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The Present Flows

Closing the door on my yesterdays,
  tomorrow looked on in pride

Setting the lock on the future and past
  -in isolation they both cried

A Savior instant, the moment supreme,
  as the now both comes and goes

All memory forsaken in times broken dreams
  -as eternal, the present flows

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)


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