“Letting go of her yesterday
Was harder than it seemed
She harboured millions of memories
Never to be redeemed.
Everyone around lived in their past
Wearing masks
Previously cast.
You’re not number one
If you happened to win the game yesterday.
You’re not rich
If you hoard all the worlds riches.
You’re not happy
With all your dreams achieved.
She pondered on the illusion
Of what she thought life would be.
Life must be lived each day
Not based on your yesterday.
With a heavy gulp,
She swallowed down the pain;
Never to be remembered again.”
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