Tomorrow.

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Tomorrow is the day that I dread,
I'd rather endure anything else instead,
Than what is accompanied by this day,
Which will make everything seem gray.

But maybe I shouldn't be so pessimistic,
And rely on being realistic,
By seizing the day,
And making sure it definitely goes my way.

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This poem is for anyone who is  like me, freaking out about first day of school lol.

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