Present, Past, Furture

Do not let the sadness of the past or fear of the future Rob you of the happiness of the present. We are our own creator in our story. It can be colorful and meaningful it all depends on you and what magic you can bring in to your life. We all have a purpose we just have to figure it out and do it.

By: Elizabeth Rivera

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My poem is about fate and what you can create in your life.