One of these days you will look back and nothing will be the same again. Not one thing. This might make you smile, or this might make you sadly smile. Which ever it is, know that in some time from now, you are going to look back again and nothing will be the same even then.
Prudence dictates that one breathe in the present. Memories wrangle in this present state. Hope flutters into the future and one forgets to breathe.
Ah! What folly then to debate – to be or not to be!
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