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Waiting Room
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Learning to wait,
for a voice to cross
to me.
To fill this space,
measured in Days,
Weeks, or Miles.
Mere lonliness would
bring relief from this
void.
A word is sought,
Patience unknown,
Complacency,
A Dream.
Existence is as close
as it will ever be.
Measuring the
Moments,
Learning to count
without seeming to care.
Moving on beyond
All feeling, as has been
told.
Life can continue
If only this One,
Could learn to
wait.
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