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When I am gone
Will I be remembered
And for what purpose?
For what purpose can there be
And to what end
To dwell in the past?
I tell you
The past is all we have
But it is only memory
And memory is subjective —malleable
Now is where we are
The future does not exist
We cannot go there
For once we are there
It is now
This is all there is
Now
And then
And then is now gone
Now is where we must live
Now is all we may grasp
There is no control
But there is choice
The choice of now
Choose to live now
Remember
But do not revere the past
Live now
Choose
Now
Words © 2004 J. L. Hunter
-ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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