The future. The now.
The pain and the pleasures in store for us
Nobody knows. The day, the hour, the minute
Out of our hands, out of our control
Suffering. Torment. Sadness
Why must it be ensured? Why must it continue, or even begin?
Why can those we love, and us ourselves, not escape unscathed, unaffected and unpained?
I pray that my God be with those I hold dear and bring them through the valley safely to the other side.
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