It was her, it was really her:
The one who built the future.
Stocky, jolly, calm and steady
One could not find what made her ready.
Thus she told me a great secret,
In my heart I will never regret:
Do those errands which all dislike
In so doing be primed should the moment strike;
Build not later, but on this very day
That strong foundation floods can’t sweep away;
Be the vision of tomorrow’s fate
Hustle now and don’t ever be late.
The future, she has seen;
The future she has been.

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  1. Sop

     /  April 6, 2011

    Psst. 😛


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