Poem -
Waiting again today
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Is it a waste.....of the stories you being told
how i humble to meetÂ
How i remain like me remembing who i am
waiting until that day comes to recieve you gently
while i sit with open windows...
No blinds or mask of diffrent colours to cover my color
He now goes into his bag and brake a piece of bread to taste
old he is
Waiting....to his music now
as he count the sound of steps walking up the wooden stairway.
The silence now.
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