Tomorrow dawned anew today
In a clear and freshly washed skyAll the tears it had wept last night
Were, by the dawning, long since dry.
I am reminded, with the dawn,
Of something that I always knew…However dark my past has been,
Each day tomorrow dawns anew.
So, with the setting of each sun,
I gather up my hurt and painAnd leave them in the night’s dark arms,
To start tomorrow fresh again.
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