I will almost certainly fail,
and all this, everything,
will amount to nothing.
And yet this, to have tried,
to have imagined
how wonderful the world could be,
and to have striven
for a piece of heaven,
to have toiled
for the things that might…
Time’s almost up.
we may not reach it,
but if it’s coming,
I can hardly wait.
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I liked this, and am happy for this to have been a post. Maybe putting [short poem] in the title could help calibrate people on what to expect?