By the time this night is over

It’s like waiting in the cold rain every single day without any shelter and knowing you’ll get sick but still, hoping that one of the days, it’ll stop and just maybe the sun will rise again. This time around, its ray will surely lead you to where you ought to be.Where you want to be.

I’m thinking too much.

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