Yesterday is history,
Tomorrow is a mystery,
Today is a gift...
That's why it's called the present
No body actually knows who wrote this, but whoever did inspired me, to write a poem
Do we really know?
Know about the world?
Do we really see it's beauty, and magnificence?
How often do we appreciate today?
Who we are and what we do,
Listen to me when I say,
I think that we need to...
-James
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