I can't be who I once was and won't be soon.
I don't see my peers in a college classroom.
It's not that I don't like the people I'm with,
The ones who'll be at reunions I skip.
It's just, I've already moved on in my head.
In the past, I'd cling to my old life, instead,
Sinking my heals in, and drown in the past.
Unlike present or future, it's one time that lasts.
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