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Table for two

I cannot wait for tomorrow.
Though it seems far away
I sense it is fast approaching.
Today rescued me, just in time from its predecessor.
But would I survive tomorrow?
I am naïve, who will be my tutor?
I dread not to be, yet the cascading sweat tells everyone I am anxious.
For no reason, I am scared.
I do not want to cry but the tears urgently request their liberation.
My heart beats rapidly, I get the feeling the year would end before I begin something.
Do not ask me what I would be doing in the next 7 years when it has not arrived.
I am still trying to figure out what these 7 seconds have to offer.
I know that time has a lot of surprises under its sleeves
So, I am doing my best to be prepared for its coming.
I do not want to be left out.
I want to be written along the right lines of history.
My days have been numbered - I know today’s date.
Truth be told, I cannot wait any longer for tomorrow.
It isn’t delaying either.
Thus, I encourage myself to groom a special kind of virtue as my close friend.
Its name is Patience.
Patience tells me time will offer a better way out soon.
I believe I will live until it happens as foretold.
When it gets tough, I will survive.
Though challenges may rise up like mountains,
I shall press on to achieve the mission.
So please tomorrow, today is giving me a treat of a kind
But I know you will come prepared, so I will set up a table for two.

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