Dear distinguished madam or sir,
Are you too owed a day of productivity?
A promise of "I'll do this tomorrow for sure"
A promise that 'yesterday-you' has extended indefinitely?
Well, I'm delighted to let you know
You may be entitled to compensation
I should tell you in advance though
That it is not a bounteous renumeration
Are you sure you want to open this gift of Pandora?
Becuase if you do take a peak inside
You'll realise there is nothing to make you less poorer
Just many lost days with self-supplied lies
But, well, there is just one more thing
There is the memories of the days you did act
Where you seized the day and its offering
A deep set of memories that you can bring back
And with those memories, there is Hope
You can choose who rises at dawn
And if it happens to be a day you struggle to cope
You don't have to work evening, afternoon, and morn
Write a single line, and it is a line that now exists
That you can make a promise to do more on tomorrow
For when you start fulfilling promises
You will stop focusing on the debt you used to owe
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