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Wait

I sit and wait 
I'm desperate
For life's start
There's an art
To patience   

I'm hasty, eager
Wanting sooner
Rather than later
Now over forever. 

But I know to wait 
And I'll wait & wait
Until I'm not great 
Dead on a plate 
I'll still wait
I trust Fate
So I wait. 

◄ Strange ground

The wind ►

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