Tomorrow
Not Just Any Other Day
We return to yesterday, — yesterday
with its, beclouded colours, its mimicry of sound,
its titillating aromas. We visit yesterday,
bitter or worse, seasons of mist, and
stormy vigils
We relive yesterday, as
We return to yesterday, — yesterday
with its, beclouded colours, its mimicry of sound,
its titillating aromas. We visit yesterday,
bitter or worse, seasons of mist, and
stormy vigils
We relive yesterday, as
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