Yesterday

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Life

It is today

Today.

Today is the last day

Of the rest of my life.

Today,

Protected by the sorrow

Of my persona

I sit in the corner of my life

Reflecting on a long day

Like that night we argued

And you raising your voice

To make yourself feel stronger

Not for me to hear you.



And hear I did not

And here I am not

As my wits are as mortal

As a dead mans life.

And it’s today

And today like every other day

We try to understand

And to understand the

Context of a person

You must find comfort

In a qualitative idea

Of forward movement

Of mind.



And I find that

It is today

Today

And today I say good-bye

To a better tomorrow.

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