I sat here by the table thinking of all the lies I could be telling.
I lay here by the foot my bed to dream of dreams that could be.
I sit here waiting for a perfect moment to come, but it never did,
so I wait and wait but nothing.
I write this right now, but I’m not sure what I could
write about later, since later is now.
I am telling you this because, these are my thought for today,
tomorrow you’ll read another one.
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