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The past is holding me in place.
The present sets me free.
The distant future’s smiling face
Lies past this tulip tree
And past the trunk of this great oak
With distance calling me.
Live that future. It's today
Returning smiles the future gave.

Previously published at https://frankhubeny.blog/2019/10/07/tomorrow-through-the-past/

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