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Apr 2015
I waited.
Would that surprise you?
Seems like I did that a lot when we were together.
I waited after we split too.
For that call.
The inquiry.
A simple "how are you?"
The date you said you would ask of me.

I have finally given up waiting.
The beginning has evolved. You are not there any longer.
Sycamore Spirit
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Sycamore Spirit  In between the beats
(In between the beats)   
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