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No Tomorrow

If you woke up and knew you were dying, if you knew today was your last day, that there was no tomorrow.
What would you do?

would you think of the past and what you would change? If so, how far would you go? Would you think of your childhood and your messups and screwups?
Would you wish them undone?

Or would you think of your present and what you still have time to change? Would you try to get the girl of your dreams? Would you call yolur family and tell them you ove them?
Or maybe just live a regular day?

Would you soak up the day's shine and let the day be great?
Or sit as a sorrowful lump of coal in agony?

Now ask yourself.
When do you know there is ever a tomorrow?

This poem was written by Joshua Pilger on Apr 30, 2007.

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