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Tomorrows

We are all conversant with “tomorrow,”
how each day is followed by one,

hence are caught between enjoying the one
while worrying about the other;

so, being always left in a quandary,
we worry and do justice to neither and none.

ExperienceSuzi PeelApril 14, 2014
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