Sometimes, so much as walking

does remind me of the past

this present's future that won't last

in our minds, only ours hearts

.

There was no farewell only fog

then again, think you we're not

blessed by this one outcome

I think we could be even worse

.

but we're in here, we can still smile

though each one is in a countdown

"I'll make my life of meaning full,"

the euphemisms never stop.