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| My Tomorrow |
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Today, I am lost in the dark chill of confusion and depression. The clouds of uncertainty loom over me like the blackness of night. The end of life feeling so close but yet so far. How I long for this pain to end. Tomorrow, Is where the bright clear skies of hope arise. To sit in the warmth of the Sun, To feel peace as if it were the breezes of a meadow, and to attain a fresh Spirit like that of a soft spring shower. This is where my soul longs to be. I will endure today but I will live for tomorrow |
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© Kim A. Gelder, 2003 |
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