No more reflecting on the past or dreaming a future cast. 

Focused on the present, only this second

No regrets

No longer do I fret

The future remains unmet. 

I died, I rose, an unconscionable litany of times.

lifetimes stolen

Memoires murky or marred.

I

circle

no

more. 

Some visions, my dreams, are better than anything seen. 

The he remains superior to the she who remains unheard. 

And the universe, UNLEARNED. 

So I go. 

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