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Apr 2017
Tomorrow will be a better day,
they told me when she was gone.

Tomorrow will make space for you to lay,
they told me when she was no more.

Tomorrow will have better things to say,
they told me when she left.

Tomorrow will keep death at bay,
they never told me so.

The morrow could be a bleak way,
they never told me that.

The morrow wouldn't let you borrow,
nobody told me so.
Thought of making a song but, maybe better luck next time :)
Susan Jacob
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Susan Jacob  India
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