There's nothing else to see,
What comes now exists once you have seen it,
What comes will never be,
Yet it all appears to be just one thing,
Making up what you know,
Oh, had I left the future to itself,
I may have known what direction to go,
Instead I confused what I saw coming,
With what would come to pass,
Then when what came became not what I thought,
I had an awful past,
Which I can't change,
Because it's all I know,
From now on I declare there's no future,
Except as I thought of one time ago.
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