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Our pasts become the kindling.
For a future full of something,
but time is dwindling.
Whilst it dwindles it crunches,
my only comfort lay where your touch is.
Thoughts of failure com in bunches
Success begets a thousand mile departure,
and a swirling mass of land and structure.
Life as scene through the cheapest aperture.
An ocean in the scope of foresight.
A rock or tilted land-mass seem right,
And those three are with me, we'll win this fight.
gritting my teeth, the factions decided.
the four of us vs. the world,
we set out with little fortune,
and a fistful of favour.
For a future full of something,
but time is dwindling.
Whilst it dwindles it crunches,
my only comfort lay where your touch is.
Thoughts of failure com in bunches
Success begets a thousand mile departure,
and a swirling mass of land and structure.
Life as scene through the cheapest aperture.
An ocean in the scope of foresight.
A rock or tilted land-mass seem right,
And those three are with me, we'll win this fight.
gritting my teeth, the factions decided.
the four of us vs. the world,
we set out with little fortune,
and a fistful of favour.
This was written for me to put in front of myself the facts of my life that are soon about to take place.
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