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For there's always tomorrow
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The Ramblings Of A Madman with each passing of the hour the night grows weary
I lay alone dreaming of a past life searching for meaning
to the trials an tribulations I have bore
the results of living in a cursed and imperfect world
feeling lost within a world of gray
where nothing is black of white
no defining lines of whats wrong or right
a realm of nothing meaningful
searching my soul for the strength to step beyond
what I hope is just a strained illusion
to resurrect the one that was nearest to my empty heart
but alas it all seems unbidden an unanswered
it all seems so lost
but onward I push
for there's always tomorrow
~ D Donner ~
