Hope

Tomorrow is a New Day

By Callum Wareing-SmithPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

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The sun disappears

The moon rears her sleepy head

The new day brings hope

inspirational

About the Creator

Callum Wareing-Smith

“Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them!” - Oscar Wilde

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