Past, Present and Future

Gently gliding on the water’s edge

A painted reflection follows in my stead

Distorted and constantly changing

The thick glass is ever rearranging

Though the pictures are similar

They are not the same

Both are unique

But neither is plain

Unclear before the path ahead

Knowing now where I want to be lead

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