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Hindsight's light

The past, a lantern dim yet bright,
Its flickering ghosts give wisdom sight.
Yet onward flows the rushing stream,
We walk half-blind through waking dream,
Seeing truth only in hindsight’s light...

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Keletso

Sun 9th Feb 2025 08:59

Life can only be understood backwards,but it must be lived forwards...

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