I write to a new day
But nothing is new
Though, the tears are washed away
From my eyes in the shower
They continue to appear
I don't know when the feeling
Inside will subside
Eventually, my smile will return
However, until then, it is in hiding
In sadness
I hope your smile returns, LeeAnn. And I wouldn't treat the tears as negative. They're purpose is to wash away all the sadness. For, you're right, tomorrow is a brand new day.
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I would like to translate this poem
"nothing is new"