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Created on: November 19, 2009
everything so far with-in the memories tomorrow will add another piece toward me through me tomorrow always is right there waiting i think that tomorrow is a friend of mine i believe it will be kind, and wait for my decision all the while tomorrow grows impatient all the while i run out of decisions i have fooled myself into believing that the will always be a yesterday i have made myself believe that i will always have options for my decisions.
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