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If I said tomorrow Would be a farewell, I lied For today is a worrysome lesson A grant of freedoms rarely wanted But I never say goodbye forever Just be one to remember that Readily I'm returning Every day, every night Some way I'm going to think a while Throw what taste I have to other customs Of my own interest, but don't forget How I was born to see you At my hand every day I'm going away to think about what I want And feel the brink with my toes To rekindle my passion and Rid myself of cliché In days not yet with us I'll know what I need Nearer to what I expect to get And redetermine my pathly vision To make good of the promise I made
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Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 4:58 AM UTC
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If I said tomorrow Would be a farewell, I lied For today is a worrysome lesson A grant of freedoms rarely wanted But I never say goodbye forever Just be one to remember that Readily I'm returning Every day, every night Some way I'm going to think a while Throw what taste I have to other customs Of my own interest, but don't forget How I was born to see you At my hand every day I'm going away to think about what I want And feel the brink with my toes To rekindle my passion and Rid myself of cliché In days not yet with us I'll know what I need Nearer to what I expect to get And redetermine my pathly vision To make good of the promise I made
This is a promise to myself. I'm going away for a few days, but when I get back I'll have reestablished what I want out of life and have found the determination to work for it - when I get back. Don't despair
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Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 4:58 AM UTC
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