Someday.

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Someday everything is going to make perfect sense,
There won't be a wall, mirror or any fence.

Someday we'll know the answers to all the why's,
And for all the reasons that we cried.

Someday we'll wake up to see a new tomorrow,
Where only happiness replaces all the sorrow.

Someday we'll realise our endings and discover our beginnings,
And we'll become human doings rather than human beings.

That someday is not too far, so smile at all the problems life has to offer,
Because someday, everything is going to be proper. :)

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