That was life.

Here I sit, looking back at l the happy past.
Yet the years that came and went, separating me from it. Little did I know that was life.

Here I lay, looking ahead at the melancholy future. Yet the days will come and go, dragging me forward. Little do I know that is life.

Here I cry, looking at the dismal present. Yet the minutes will come to pass, inching me onward. Little do I know that is life.

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