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I wish the world were ending tomorrow. Then I could take the next train, arrive at your doorstep in Vienna, and say: “Come with me, Milena. We are going to love each other without scruples or fear or restraint. Because the world is ending tomorrow.” Perhaps we don’t love unreasonably because we think we have time, or have to reckon with time. But what if we don't have time? Or what if time, as we know it, is irrelevant? Ah, if only the world were ending tomorrow. We could help each other very much.

- Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

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“Tomorrow I'll make everything alright”

Tomorrow I'll make everything alright

I'll go and talk to my friend

and won't hesitate to speak my heart out

I'll hug my mother and tell her how burdened and heavy my heart is

Tomorrow I'll make everything alright

and tell people that they've done nothing wrong to me

It's I who is unable to speak

because of the fear of being judged

It's I who is afraid of people

of what would they think

Tomorrow I'll make everything alright

I'll speak whatever my heart feels

and let this demon inside me out

I won't be afraid of people judging me

and won't care enough what they think

Tomorrow I'll make everything alright

I won't be silent as a grave anymore

and won't be anxious to walk alone in a crowd

Nobody's perfect so I too won't try to be

I'll be who I am

even if I hurt some people

They're going to be hurt anyway

So tomorrow's gonna be a little different

because

Tomorrow I'll make everything alright

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