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Patience is a virtue I do not possess. Rush will only cause disaster. it is an honor to have, a skill that must be mastered. Feel it questioning your sanity, a definite sign of its validity. Each hour dragged out by the second, take a breath. . . accept trouble. tolerate delay. Patience is a virtue, that has lead me astray. Its the darkest before the dawn, feel it slipping from your palm... A sudden clarity breaks your zone patience is virtue, i have yet to own.
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 8:46 AM UTC
Patience is a Virtue
Patience is a virtue I do not possess. Rush will only cause disaster. it is an honor to have, a skill that must be mastered. Feel it questioning your sanity, a definite sign of its validity. Each hour dragged out by the second, take a breath. . . accept trouble. tolerate delay. Patience is a virtue, that has lead me astray. Its the darkest before the dawn, feel it slipping from your palm... A sudden clarity breaks your zone patience is virtue, i have yet to own.
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 8:46 AM UTC
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