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The Future

The future
So elusive
I wish for a chronograph machine
That I may see through time
See to a place beyond now

When will things change?
When will I change?
Become something else
More than I am now

If I could see beyond this moment
Would I want to know
What the future holds
Would I understand the choices I will make?

My future is best trusted in your hands
All my days numbered
Laid out before you, before me
Not a single one you haven't planned

I'll rest in you
I'll leave each future moment in your hands
Just to follow you, to be known as yours
Lead me in your steps
My hand in yours
You are my future