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THE PRESENT FUTURE

THE PRESENT FUTURE

Classy was my daily desire

Beauty to the eyes that behold it

Pain was a disciplinary measure

Trust like shattered glasses

Pleasure was the sexual endpoint

Sophisticated regret at last

Betrayal hits the limelight of the era

Success is measured by pretence

Recognition is the reigning flamboyance

Depression our new headache

Secrecy is the biggest flex

Desperation an impatient thief

Impatiently the clock runs

Still, laziness is the regular job

This is the present future

Mayorwa

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