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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)
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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The Present Flows
The Present Flows