Tomorrow will not come Until today passes and Yesterday too. There will be tomorrow hiding A letter in an envelope. My heart never beats up. Why tomorrow brings a secret? There is a secret not read in a word! Perhaps tomorrow brings sadness or happiness In a secret. That scares or it hurts. Always this tomorrow is new, but a burden. I am ambitious about tomorrow's coming, but What scares me the secret in the envelope Or the envelope'secret. When today goes A new tomorrow comes. And when tomorrow comes alone A hidden secret comes. I am scared.
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