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{Written after waking up from a weird dream.  Inspired by Heraclitus.}

Believe me when I tell you
That everything is temporary
Even the most beautiful rose
Will one day wilt

Death is the only certainty we have in life
And Change
Is the only constant

It doesn’t matter what I did
Yesterday
It doesn’t matter what I said
Yesterday
I was a different person then

Look in my eyes
Take a swim through my dreams
There is no yesterday there

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