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Tomorrow

hello, my dear old friend 

I have missed you ardently 

the sparrows still sing 

and I remain here 

cursed as I am. 


Unhappy I live 

latching onto new hope 

foolish, I know, so very foolish 

I cannot make a home, 

I have tried. 


They told me I was destined for great things, 

But perhaps, great things were not destined for me.

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