a day is an endless feat
for tomorrow shall always be there
at least that is what they say
though for some that tomorrow shan't come.
how would it feel?
i find myself wonder
not if that was me-
for even then i would not know
but it is i f my tomorrow came
and the one i love not.
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For JPM
-; 3/2/19
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Teary Eyes At 8:45 // Poem Book
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