I wait on tomorrow
and I wonder what you are doing
in that place,
while my thoughts
becomes silent in me.
If you could wait
on every tomorrow like this
and get the potential
from every day
to be a really great day,
life would have been
truly wonderful
and you would have tried
to make the very best
of every day.
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