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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