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What Will Be

By Bruce Clifford

She doesn’t know much
She’s so out of touch
Lost in a time
Spaces collide


She doesn’t show signs
She’s so out of line
Chasing a dream
Dire and extreme


What will tomorrow bring
What will be
What will be
What will we see
Will we succeed
What will tomorrow bring


She doesn’t know time
She’s too hard to find
Lost in a whirl
Diamonds and pearls


She doesn’t see fault
She’s taking the fall
Running on wind
Waiting to begin


What will tomorrow bring
What will be
What will be
What will we see
Will we succeed
What will tomorrow bring
What will be
What will be

©1/28/2022 Bruce Clifford


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