Poem - Moments

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Every day is full of moments fleeting.
How will I know I've found the right one.
Only the times when my heart is beating.
Looking to exist when the day has begun.

We live in them as a rule of thumb.
Or we get lost in times gone by.
Each moment is what our lives become.
The present is so difficult to quantify.

Are we living in the moment?
Always though we had been.
Time is our endless opponent.
The past and the future?
We're stuck in between.

Location: London, UK

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