Premonitions of loaded works
Procrastination of obsolete matters
Laziness of a mortal carcass
Gratification of unessential activities
How bad it is?
A mass destruction of one's future
No one could tell
As time passes by
One forgets to remind another one
Forget to remind one own self
Mind flying into the enjoyment
And let those unfinished businesses pass by
What a cruel world
As we meant to forget
No
We do not forget
But we do stop thinking about it
To err is human
How wrong for me to conclude this
But I believe it is all correct
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