Days and days go by
Some days you laugh
Some days you cry
Always thinking of tomorrow
While tomorrow never comes
Swimming in water oh so deep
Trying to feel the logical step beneath your feet
Waiting on time
Always shouting but never heard
Feeling your way through the meaning of words
Words selected oh so carefully
Never fulfilling your destiny
Waiting on tomorrow
Well my son it seems as though tomorrow will never come
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Preventing the absurdly unpreventable. 
You have an amazing soul. No one can make the right choices all the time. Who was the one to decide what is wrong and what is right. Why were we not invited to this meeting. You don’t know me, but you used to. Maybe some day our paths will cross again.
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Firstly thank you and secondly, “I used to know you?” You could just tell me who you are.
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