In this life, every one hopes something better. But Not all how to get it.
Nowadays everything’s like before: yesterday, yesterday, yesterday and yesterday
tomorrow has been today, like: yesterday, yesterday, yesterday and yesterday
every thing’s static
like before, before, before and before
A hope only dreams
but they’re dynamic
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