Someday
Through all the hurt and through all the pain. There will always be trouble, there will always be shame. Depression and recession leads the world into confession. The tears and sorrow makes us feel like there is no tomorrow. All this weeping we may endure for the night. Crying may happen tonight, it just might. Along this journey, people may say, joy will come in the morning, someday
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