Today is dreamy weather
Tomorrow something diverse
We are now here together
In our own universe
Taking what we know
So much for the granted
But times they come and go
Not as they were planted
There is so much to reason
And the ways to find all out
The coming of their season
That brings in much doubt
No approach to feel it easy
Though something might be that
So treat it just a bit
For what it is and at
Tomorrow comes assorted
And gives us something new
We follow it and escorted
To whatever it has for a clue
There is still only a notion
Whatever might there be found
A beginning of each promotion
That comes again much around
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