Tomorrow...
The boy was standing on the hill.
The wind was strong.
Darkness had wrapped him.
The girl was watching many trains was passing the platform .
But she has ticket.
The boy knew.
Surely If this is dawn ,she will come.
He believed.
The girl of tears had already dry.
And...
She began to walk towards tomorrow.
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