We cannot make up for

lost time. And, that is fine.

Passing days fade to black.

There’s no getting those

back. Remnants of the past

cast shadows that join us

as we step into the unknown.

Words we say can replay

in our minds. That’s a waste

of time. Let go of the guilt.

Push past pain that remains.

No matter how short life is,

we must live without regrets.

Don’t hold back. Don’t feel

unworthy because we are

here – writing an important

story. Dwelling on lost time

is like getting attacked from

behind. Now, we must find

time we lost. We must pay

attention no matter the cost.

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