Mysterious night surrenders to gentle morning, a shade later that it has in the recent past. What was it yesterday that tomorrow promised today? Wasn’t it a better day? Didn’t I need to hear it then? Even now I question. Early now. Collateral damage of misspent time and yesterday’s ways still echo, and will in the days ahead. What will reveal itself as full sunlight beckons? Certainly today there will be more questions, with answers arriving later than tomorrow.
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