Upon waiting I find myself
Thinking.
Once more of my life.
Thoughts.
While I wait, and wait.
It seems that all my life
is composed of time...
Wasted.
As I wait.
Whether for nothing at all.
Or for something so crucial.
And I wait.
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Thinking.
Once more of my life.
Thoughts.
While I wait, and wait.
It seems that all my life
is composed of time...
Wasted.
As I wait.
Whether for nothing at all.
Or for something so crucial.
And I wait.
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