The Hope to More Time...

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We’ve built and climbed into the life we shaped and fought until we unraveled gain by grain
Would we like to know what our mirror reveals in the dwindling flow of our own blood and sweat
We have accomplished so much so we can think of what’s going on with the next days ahead
Yet there is still that quiet part of life’s fleeting frame that hunts you everyday from life’s shadow death…

All of these emotions burn our regrets and our fears away, unending battles within what’s not working
That frustration wears a similar face of the past long ignored, take the last moments that cuts you like a sword
In all these struggles, the clock whispers the truth we’d rather deny
Those hands spinning faster than we could cope up, always lingering that our time is always limited…

But within those limited choice we have, no matter how hard we try, our time is still limited from, this we all know
A finite path that we must all go, we all have to die in some point, but accepting in life confronting our fears
To make better choice no matter how later we could realize the choices we have, we still need to soothe the aching cries of fate
That relief is near to dare for you to see, that key is to please lies in your humility to accept that no label can ease the soul…

Even though this brings us discomfort and that lingering ache, that weight we could carry on in every choices we make
If only we could set these burdens aside, we all can walk without denying, this accountability is now a grace that cannot be denied
These frustrations could fade, pave the unnecessary strain, a weight that you could easily unload from better choices that will bloom like seeds
We’d like to live with a purpose to call our own, without any form of regret, the choice is ours to rise above, to find our own way…

Watchwords:
Greater lessons that the others will learn
To live with grace and to die with peace
Choosing each moment with clarity
The time we hold is both precious and brief

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Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

As and will always be reminding you to dream:

“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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