Our coldest fearing
Nothingness of existence
The absence of love
We each want to die
Having achieved all our dreams
In absence of pain
Absence of hatred
A world full of light and love
I see it in dreams
All our yesterdays
Wrapped up in who we are now
Signpost tomorrow
Yesterday a boy
Today an ageing poet
Tomorrow just words
Yesterday's Haiku
Clever reflections all gone
Today's word ripples
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