I’m not here today.
Check in tomorrow.
I’ve gone away.
Where to?
I’m not really sure.
Does it matter?
Maybe I’ll be back,
the next day you arrive.
I couldn’t really be sure though;
No I really can’t say at all.
Maybe if you take the time,
and stay persistent;
yes, I shall definitely return.
Oh, yes, I’m sure,
you’ll find me one day,
not too distant from now.
Somewhere within the confines,
of a distant universe;
or just around the corner from here,
where I’ve always been.
Today I am not here, not now;
But, tomorrow is another day.
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