Someday on Sunday’s a mundane Monday.
Or someday, you could run away on a runway.
Or someday is just another cookie-cutter cupcake.
A treat just to eat just to appease your tongue’s taste.
Maybe, it is savory. Hearty and chunky
As a meal that you enjoy that can fulfill all your tum’s aches.
But it could never come like sunrays in a subway.
Time and time again we skip the grace of a someday.
Someday is a gift, we can only take it.
Someday is just as meaningful as you want to make it.
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