Countless days imagining the future
Believing the rumors;
Unconquered challenges that become magik.
Spend half of my life stuck in the labyrinth;
Thinking, planning the day I will be out and when would I begin.
The more I planed the more complex the riddle became
Forgot the aim, forgot the game, even my own name.
I used the future to escape the present,
Forgot that the present is much more than just a present.
360 days to do what I can do best
And still at times I forget that I have been blessed.
Still learning not to use the future or the past,
Takes time, but I will not let any more opportunities to pass.
Time moves fast
And the work I need to do here is not done, must perfect the craft.
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