Once Upon A Time

Just a poem that came to mind on ''one of those days''

Today is a happy day,

so why is it that I feel so glum?

A day such as now, with such good prospects.

But it's the future that I fear.

A fear of the unknown and the choices ahead.

I would like to stop now. 

I want to see Once Upon A Time.

The End

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