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Jul 2013
They say tomorrow is full.
But today was empty.
They say that the future will be solid
But the present is hollow

Promises become tomorrow
Disappointment becomes today.
Happiness becomes the future
Loneliness fills the present

Forgive me when I say,
I can't take another today.
Alice Baker
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