Tomorrow will come in time.
Even in hopelessness lies a seed of hope,
And even small seeds can climb.
But the little seed has to give up his past
On its voyage to the sprouting tree.
Didn’t you ever transcend your life,
previous visions of who you could be?
Every cloud opens up to the smiling sun,and the low will soon reach high tide,
Exits and entrances are at the same gate.
Moving through is your ticket to pride.
And two triangles have to surrender themselves to ever become square.
And every simple discovery in life makes you give up
What you thought was there.
Caterpillars will butterfly off the ground.
Give up your past to be king.
Horses run best when not looking back. Let go to reach higher things.
You have to give
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