Dear tomorrow, thank you for letting me ride the wave of wonder that reaches toward you for all generations of all species to come.

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To the wonder,

Dear Tomorrow,

We should not have squandered the now at the expense of the future. We should have been an Us, not an I. Forgive me for not being grateful more often, not expressing more vividly how astounded I am by the splendor of time. Time gives the web of life so many dimensions of color and shape, never singular, always woven into magnificent connections that have time and you tomorrow threading them together. Dear tomorrow, thank you for letting me ride the wave of wonder that reaches toward you for all generations of all species to come. With my devoted passion to preserve tomorrow so others may look on and wonder, I bow to you.

Daisy

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