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UTOPIA



It all depends on the day
Today he woke up feeling happy and alive
Another he goes to bed thanking that it is done and wonders if he would still wish to wake up
But life is life
Somehow he wakes up no matter what he wakes up to
Sometimes he wakes up feeling lost
Other times he wakes up feeling alive

Whichever day he wakes up in
He looks up to tomorrow
Tomorrow is a beautiful as that expensive gift he desires but is kept as a promise by father time
He hopes it will be free of his pain and sorrow but filled with perfect joy
So he sleeps and wakes up still dreaming of a brighter tomorrow
Though there is an iota of possibility that it is utopia
Still it feels better to hope

He looks at tomorrow as a magic mirror upon which he sees his perfect self
His sees today as the road to his perfect day so he starts walking in the right direction
He has to make little effort to move to the direction where his better version lives
He wants to see the perfect him before he closes his eyes
He want to so badly to meet his best version so that he would go to eternal sleep close to his sunshine

He wants to be hope
So he cannot give up whatever the day brings
Somehow he will be the sunshine of tomorrow
That is his utopia, his opium, his hope and his heaven

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