Relentless

The future always finds us. 

It finds us without 
hesitation, effort, 
or probable cause... 

Tormenting us 
relentlessly 
with small pokes 
and large prods. 

And there's no way 
to outrun it or 
ability to hide... 

Unless time chooses 
to take us... 
Or we decide to die.
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