Presence

I remember the feeling it gave me.

I can sense the ancient senses.

And as I dream of its future,

my muscle tenses.

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I recall the emotions.

And the fell of it all.

And when I look forward,

I can imagine it standing all.

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What was yesterday is still here,

in the consciousness of my mind.

My dreams for its eternity

leave me trailing behind.

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I wonder quite a bit

about the future and the past.

I wish I had the power

to make these moments last.

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But if the goal of the future

and the whispers of what's gone

fight for rulership,

then I'll have none.

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I'm thinking to drop

the escaping to away

and reach within presence

so I can live for the day.