Post 94.

Abyss 
 
The past is an abyss.
The future is unknown.
The present is what you can grab.
 
Lose yourself in the green of leaves.
Smell a delicate perfume.
Hear a beautiful sound.
This is the worth of the day.
 
 
For Eszter, my dear
 
 

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