Memories of the future It all started with 'Once upon a time...' Like every good story, if you find the rhyme Once, a long time ago, in my prime, Trying to punish every little crime my mind would think in springtime. And the years passed. I learned to change a 'want' into a 'must'. Moving so fast, that you could see the dust I left behind, the right mind mindset or mind frame, All rushing, play no game, The years passed, and now I am the best swordsman in all the seven kingdoms, right? So high, no challenge in sight. And I got bored, and all I did Is in the past. No want, no must! No haste, just copy/paste. Another life, another goal. The emptiness is here, at my door.