Tomorrow.

Tonight as I breathed in all the dust 
of yesterday.

I dreamed of 
freedom and
peace.

I want my soul
to find rest.
Give up the life
of too much wine
and cigarette smoke in my lungs.

A life beyond 
thunderstorms and 
broken glass.

all the darkness
we lost
in the possibility
of tomorrow. 

As tears dry,
flowers  grow. 
Accompanying
every single step
you take. 

Tonight as I 
breathed in all the dust 
of yesterday.

In a moment
Of pure and raw 
silence.
I realized, 
that tomorrows
boundaries 
will be crushed. 

And we will 
finally 
be breathing
the fresh air
we were craving 
For so long.

-Adina Najana

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