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Jun 2017
The moon is high up in the sky.
The crickets in the grass.
Frogs writing a song.
But I'm just waiting for tomorrow.

Because,
When I open my window
and take a sunshine shower.
I breathe in and live.

After a hard day.
I'm going for a smoke.
Take a sip of my coffee.
But I'm just waiting for tomorrow.

Because,
When I open my window
and take a sunshine shower.
I breathe in and live.

My head on my pillow.
On a cold night.
With the blankets wrapped around me.
I'm still waiting for tomorrow.

Because,
When I open my window
and take a sunshine shower.
I breathe in and live.
Wrote this about 4 years ago, dont remember if it was meant as a song or just a poem. But still posting it here now.
Written by
Haasje  20/M/The netherlands
(20/M/The netherlands)   
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   Ryan Holden
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