Life waits for no person,
The time you're looking forward and backward,
Is moment's destruction.
And where else is it you think you exist?
Sure, it's all exper'ence,
There is value in learning from the past,
But living and reliving are different,
Goals help, too, define your place in the world,
Though only from where you're,
By the time you've figured out your grand plans,
You haven't gotten far,
And then you die,
Well, not immedi'tely,
Only when all your moments have run out,
Whether or not you tipped your hat to each.
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