3 a.m

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Here I am again ,
Wondering where time went ,
I've got so much left to gain ,
Was it god sent ?

Feeling more and more confused ,
Am I where I'm supposed to be?
Feeling so consumed ,
Is there anything left to see?

The past running through my veins ,
The future nothing but a fade ,
Grasping what remains ,
The present having blankly portrayed.

21 December 23

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