The Past. The Present, The Future...

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I was small, I felt peaceful

I was playful and warm

Now I'm not sure, now I feel shameful

my deeds and actions, make me feel torn


But nobody knows what will come of tomorrow

nobody knows what will happen today

so I keep hoping, keep my hope for tomorrow

so I don't waste it waste it all today

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