My Path Runs Ahead of Me and My Plans - Canto Five
Those four years
Feel like the only four
That can flash
Yet stand perfectly still.
It all just meshes together
The challenge
Is to find your present
When everyone is telling you
To plan out your future
Splitting yourself across time
Because of our sheer numbers
And an overwhelmed system
Many are left lost
In the green screen sea of digits
Who could begin to understand every story
But that's what we are
Stories,
Not equations,
Left unfinished
Yet shut closed
We were told to turn
The page
A new life
Built on fading memories
Replaced by new things to forget
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