We mean it well:
look at the horizon,
bright as day it shines.
It speaks to me, I am your future,
don't listen to the voices coming from behind.
A place darker than the night.
you have no business there, says the light.
As curious as you may be,
about the things laying in your past.
It holds naught but your mistakes.
No! Follow me, into the future.
Or you will finish last.
~the beings of the light
by ::Allen Crown::
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