Tommorow is too far
Legs swiping decks then who we are
Hands making like our friends
Too far
Too far
Yes, our sorrow is from tommorow
And past
And past
But we have a gift
First, second, fifth
What is a gift?
Is present shift
Nothing else maters
Above present shift
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Tommorow
PoesíaTommorow is too far Legs swiping decks then who we are Hands making like our friends Too far Too far Yes, our sorrow is from tommorow And past And past But we have a gift First, second, fifth What is a gift? Is present shift Nothing else maters Abov...
