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5/03/2018

Tomorrow

Tomorrow:

A twisted idea.
More work? More stress?
Do I still try my best?
All of it's pointless and we'll turn to dust,
It all looks the same, like we're stuck in a rut.
No time for answers,
That's it, back to work.
Don't even try, mate; and that's not a joke.
Get through today; have a drink, do you smoke?

Tomorrow:

We all need tomorrow.
A chance. Some hope.
Don't get stuck saying "nope".
Dream all want for it might just come true.
The sky is the limit, and you'll make it through.
Get off your backside,
Get up, try again!
So much is out there: we've been to the moon!
Why not keep going and why stop so soon?!

Today's all we have;
And it's quite enough.

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