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Just a lad of seven     sitting          next to the street Just a lad hoping      for joy           listening to his heartbeat Patience he has       as he waits            on the street Dreaming of future       listening             to his heartbeat       "Come inside he's not coming!" Just a little        more time               I won't be deprived Just a little         more time                I'm sure he'll arrive Something is wrong           he's delayed                  I fear Something is wrong           I'm sure                  he'll be here          "Please come inside he's not going to come!" I've waited           all day                    into the evening I've watched           all the cars                    and surely not leaving I know that he'll come            at any                     time I know that he'll come             I've committed                      no crime            "It's Dark Outside, please come in!" I reluctantly move              as I walk                        towards the door I reluctantly move              but it seems                        such a chore Now by the phone               I wait                         for the ring Now by the phone                I whisper                         but sing            'Love...Me...Dad'
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Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 12:57 PM UTC
Lad of Seven
Just a lad of seven     sitting          next to the street Just a lad hoping      for joy           listening to his heartbeat Patience he has       as he waits            on the street Dreaming of future       listening             to his heartbeat       "Come inside he's not coming!" Just a little        more time               I won't be deprived Just a little         more time                I'm sure he'll arrive Something is wrong           he's delayed                  I fear Something is wrong           I'm sure                  he'll be here          "Please come inside he's not going to come!" I've waited           all day                    into the evening I've watched           all the cars                    and surely not leaving I know that he'll come            at any                     time I know that he'll come             I've committed                      no crime            "It's Dark Outside, please come in!" I reluctantly move              as I walk                        towards the door I reluctantly move              but it seems                        such a chore Now by the phone               I wait                         for the ring Now by the phone                I whisper                         but sing            'Love...Me...Dad'
A moment in time
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Spritnow
Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 12:57 PM UTC
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