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a poem by Deeps

Never wonder how it will be,
the future lies as vast as the sea.
Never wonder how will be tomorrow,
filled with joy or with sorrow.
Life is a bed of thorns and roses-
Remember, it’s only God, who disposes.

Today is always a new beginning,
wake up to hear the birds singing.
Always be firm – never fear,
whenever sorrows are near.
For sorrows are like the dark night,
which fade away at the sight of light.
So rise – rise – rise to the realm,
for today only is a REALITY, and tomorrow a DREAM.