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tomorrow
her name was tomorrow and I waited for her with anticipation
but today was always in the way vying for my immediate attention
I had stars in my eyes for the lady far off not the one in my arms
I didn't have time for today she was too needy
she wanted me all to herself
and when tomorrow never came I cried for the beauty wasted
never to be recaptured...
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