In the shadows of the past,uncertainty brews.
Is tomorrow the light that awaits the living or a smoke of chaos and fear.
Today I live waiting for another tomorrow.
Today dawns another routine.
Will tomorrows be the same?
While today lies in grace brought actions and tomorrow lives in my mind's distant thought.
Uncertainty my constant companion when I still long for a promised tomorrow.
What is not here today,I wish in tomorrows.
To seal the treasures of tomorrows, I give up living.
If it's a fool's way to not invest in tomorrows.
Then what is this anxiety of the unborn future?
Uncertain are the ways of life.
For it makes promises to none.
Today you're here, tomorrow elsewhere.
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