Your past is what makes you
Its infinite tentacles enmesh
One’s existence with no respite
If there is any Eternal Recurrence
As conceived by the moustached madman
It certainly is the past, for it
Keeps following one till the end
It never lets you off of its hook, nor
It allows you to let it go; even if
One could escape one’s future
One could never escape the past
For it’s what makes you – you
PS : Companion piece to this
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