The PastA Poem by demonfoxThings left behind
We carry many things on our shoulder
We are just as folders We contain everything from the past It is something so vast It happened so fast It will last to make us contrast and to eventually surpass It lies unchangeable yet That is not all it will set It does not determine the outcome, and It is not like something that is planned The ability to change it is something in range to exchange A great value to be trade It is able to be evade It will be able to be fade As if it was hidden in shade You will be unrecognized forever Just as if you were always clever © 2010 demonfoxReviews
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