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If I were to die tomorrow, I’d embrace trees, for they never change as time flees.
If I were to tomorrow, I’d hope to destroy that sweet pain that I once called joy.
If I were to die tomorrow, I’d tightly close my eyes, for we live in a world where everyone is in disguise.
If I were to die tomorrow, I’d silence my mind, for it always seems to be working, on and on like tides.
If I were to die tomorrow, I’d stare up at the sky, imagining my place within it when I finally die.
Tomorrow is here now, it turned into today, didn’t I tell you that time flies? Much to our dismay.
Tomorrow is here now, and I stopped thinking about dying, for it seemed to be salvation but now it’s terrifying.
One of the drafts I found in a notebook.
Gourav R Dwivedi
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