What of time to come?

Murkiness I stare at
Bewilderment fills my insides
Rattling words ally my mind
But it forbids and disobeys,
Insignificant life it is now
Motives strewn away
Forlorn without an opportunity
Untamed remain my errors,
Dreams echo of my past
Clouds linger steadfast
But my morrow will shine
A beam of haven shall recline.

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