I Miss Tomorrow.

Sometimes, I have creative bursts. I can see the entire world from a third eye point of view. Other times, I feel like the ant as he mindlessly going about his everyday tasks. Never once thinking what could be next. What tomorrow could bring. He misses the chance for tomorrow because today is all he'll ever see. More often than not, I feel like the ant. But I can be great. I will be great.

Somehow.

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