Heading For Tomorrow
Still living for tomorrow,
Not for today? !
So be ready; to count your sorrow
Of losing each day.
Pay in vain each day you are living.
Pen your dreams on a blank paper
Till they come true,
Stand in your place
With no move,
With no tread.
And just be ready
To count your sorrow
Of losing each day
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