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in the history of the next day
in the history of tomorrow
lies a mystery meant to be unknown
no one will ever know it
for it will lie in the next day
and the next day, we look
for its secrets but we just find
the history of its existence,
of its remnants,
of its life
how do we know
what lies in the next day
if today is where we are
how many times must we
read it until we
figure out
we cannot
see beyond tomorrow
we cant even see truly today
tough we are an existence
what is our meaning but
to live to see tomorrow?
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