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Future
By Dominick Cortes

Today is crafted by hands
Fingers that shape Tomorrow's form
And ideas that inspire the Future.

But Today skitters
Tomorrow slips through
Cracking as the Future crumbles.

Today was golden
Tomorrow starts to break
And the Future decays.

Despair only holds Today
As the mirror crashes on Tomorrow
Each shard, flying into the Future.

When time is on Today's side,
Tomorrow's form may crash up and down
But the future is only a faint dream.

But Today isn't always Today
For Tomorrow always fades away;
And the Future speeds onto the Present.

So never stall on Today,
And always believe on Tomorrow,
That there's Gold in the Future.