Yesterday
It is full of mixed terrors,
Musing in past few errors...
To loose today to rumors,
And morrow one of her consumers.
Let yesterday rest,
Of her past quests,
For morrow's best,
Forms today's undying conquests.
It is cool to raise cup,
Cum wins fear wallop,
Before changes lineup...
Real cheers growing lasting backup.
Let yesterday sleep!
Her weary hole deep,
And stop yet to weep,
For morrow's coming glory on its leap...
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