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Your past is a history novel,
one to take down and remiss
Your present is a daily tabloid,
full of all the whimsical nonsense of today.
Your future is a blank page,
no outline of what your picture is
to become, absolutely none at all.
Because if there are expectations, there is most
definitely disappointments.
lines of frustration, and stains.
life supplies you with the colors,
colors you will hate, ones you will love the most.
sometimes your only given a splintered broken pencil.
instead of a pen.
occasionally the ink in your pen is your own life's blood.
but whatever your future book is, make sure its one
you, want to take down from your shelf and read again.