Spectations

A study, of words, in crimson, sometimes blue, rarely yellow.

On the Eve of Every Tomorrow

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On the eve of every tomorrow, I will light a candle for you; in case you decide to come home that night.

On the eve of every tomorrow, I will keep the door unlocked; in case confronting is shames you.

But on the eve of every tomorrow, I will not stay up waiting; in case you decide to kill the dream once again.

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