Dear Future SelfA Poem by Ryan GreenhamHave you wished you could tell your older self about the things to come in life?Dear Future Self, When a woman asks you to lie, tell her to stop lying to herself If the truth leaves a bitter taste, it's probably best to swallow quickly Dear Future Self, Be weary of the bottle True friends do not come fermented The haze of loneliness only grows, and you don't need the storm that follows Dear Future Self, Your heart will be broken, but it will be repaired in time Dear Future Self, When the first bald patches start to grow, buy a razor and keep it close to you It will be a difficult transition, but so is any worthwhile change Dear Future Self, You are unique, and you will learn from it Flowers can blossom even on cloudy days Some days you won't see it yourself, but it will still be there later Until next time
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