Each person with a different swing in pace, a familiar face is a dying chance.
Sometimes I am afraid that tomorrow is a place where I will only have my name to know
I want something covered in yesterday, here and still existing.
& everything in between
Musics
2 comments:
Hi,
Allow me to introduce myself.
I'm Yesterday.
How's Tomorrow, Today?
ya you are, you being my only exception. I like thatyou are.
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