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Tomorrow


To some, it will never matter where you came from

It only matters how much you make in the now

Why could they care about the past?

Everyone is so focused on the future and the present

We don't get a chance to earn the respect

From where we came from and where we are now are vastly different

But no one cares; it is what we will do tomorrow, not yesterday

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