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All the flowers you plant tomorrow 



isn't sufficient for today’s torturous sorrow 



The beautiful skies haven't sown 



enough seeds for the people to borrow 



from future highs, Reality hiss



and hides her eyes from her wrong



and our cries, 



Although her heart knows 



and her ears have known 



Our deep sighs and tearful songs, Death pumps both fists



Impatience grows



But patience is a must 



O Lord our frames rust in despair, 



discouragement...Nothingness 



Everyone wants to be paid 



for life’s risk. 



Deep thoughts wondering



What eternity’s going to ever want us. 



There’s no beauty in the clouds kiss



We look to the dust



 



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Robert Anthony James




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All The Flowers You Plant Tomorrow