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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, 


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