Knowing

Of all the things you can't run from
Are all the things as yet to come
There are those of us who see them now
Though we do not know the why or how

To fear the future makes us weak
And deters us from the truth we seek
I get a glimpse every now and then
But I know not where and I know not when

I wish you peace in what you know
Cast off the pain that you still show
I hope the knowledge helps you, in at least some little way
Because it's something that I live with each and every day

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