future

In the end i hear you two mutter with lovestruck smiles
five years
out of college
beyond the point where we are now
i listen
i always do
i have no idea where we will be
if you will be an engineer like you said, working with your hands
and if you will be an artist at home, with a baby in your arms
and i, i will be neck deep in knowledge with the air of a foreign nation kissing my skin 
i have no idea where we will be in the future
but for now
we can talk, ramble and speak
we can dream

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