May 22
Tomorrow, again →
Tomorrow, again, it will be day.
Tomorrow, again, sun will be rising.
I don’t know where I will be, but won’t be here.
They’ll talk about me,
and will say I’ve been
a fool, a clown, an idiot,
and tomorrow, like me, another one
will be judge by the same standards.
I won’t have never existed,
what…
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