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A little version of myself,
scrawls words under "Dear future me" on a post it,
hides it behind a frame,
tries to forget it exists.
A bigger version of myself,
reads the words on that post it,
Times have changed and I’m aboard the timeless train.
The clock goes tick tock and I watch dimensions pass me by
...In attempt to hold onto past circumstances,
