Seize Something

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Perhaps I should write

In iambic pentameter

No that’s not right

Perhaps a Haiku

It doesn’t matter

Eventually the rain will come

Cleansing and clearing

Washing everything away

In the end there

Inevitably must be

An end, so why

Bother living anywhere

But inside the moment

Inside the now

The past is an excuse

And the future is a fantasy

Now is the now

Seize something

 

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