Stuck

The sun falls and the moon rises.

Again, the water flows in and out, with a promise to revisit tomorrow.

How long has this continued while we promise ourselves

Tomorrow will be the day.

A promise we break, because of an illusion.

Until we realize, the next day was never ours.

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Author: Nhan Le

By way of Anaheim, CA.

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