Tomorrow is a day
Not spoken for.
Yesterday an illusion
I have dreamt.
Today, unfinished.
The moment, this moment,
Short and elusive
Is all I am guaranteed.
How will I use it?
How will I leave my mark upon it?
With love.
I will give this moment
And every one of them
Hereafter
All of my love.
For without love,
What worth does life possess?
None.
Only love gives birth
To a life worth living.
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