
Staying up late to delay
tomorrow like no tomorrow.
Getting sleepy, so sleepy,
but I don’t want tomorrow to come.
My eyes travel,
as my fingers scroll
to erase tomorrow like no tomorrow.
Today,
tonight,
please don’t end,
but sleep overtakes me
and tomorrow comes
like no tomorrow.
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