Tomorrow is the day that never comes;
yet, it is always arriving.
Yesterday was always there;
yet, it is haunting.
Today is active space;
yet, we fear this race.
Death has always been;
yet, birth seems to just begin.
Amazement is not our treasure;
yet, we mine it in our wonder.
Hatred seems to bring us pleasure;
yet, love seems to gives us pain.
Illusion seems to be our money;
yet, it pays in funny ways.
Life seems to take forever;
yet, time seems to plunder.
Respect seems difficult;
yet, judgment will come so readily.
Discovery seems so terribly scary;
yet, adventure seems so wrong.
Endings often cause flight;
yet, beginnings seem to wane.
K.A.P.
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