if we resist change we don’t have a future and we get left behind
what we can’t control we can anticipate and make allowance for
we try to hang on but change happens regardless of our intentions
there are harbingers that let us know, something’s up change is coming
we treat each new day as if it is the same day we had yesterday
when all of your friends become jack-o-lanterns, but you’re still a pumpkin
we cannot go back moving forward means we change that’s the truth of life
one of the hardest truths to accept: change is not something we control
if you were to change your mode of travel, what else would be different?
once you have been marked it seems that nothing prior matters anymore
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