to recede
to fall from a higher to a lower level
eyes closed, heads bowed
learning from the pinnacle lesson
that is the flow
Will you leap into the future
No, that is flow
Will you dwell on the past
No, that is the flow
Each fleeting day
It’s in it’s nature not to stay
Today always flows into tommorrow
too seek accordingly beneath our star
our course or direction
is futile
await the dawn of tomorrow
Your ever after 
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