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Aug 2012
How long do I have to wait?
How many paths do need to refuse to take?
To get to you.

When I have my destination in mind,
I always end up wasting my time.
When all in the end, I want you.

Doing too much or doing too little,
Not seeing the answers to my own riddle.
I cannot seem to scream my final answer, "you".

I am stuck going down a one way road,
Not knowing if where I am headed is actually home.
So that I may rest with you.

As I travel with thoughts rolling in my head,
I see on the side of the road all the dead.
Did they die there waiting for you?

It can't be the same but that doesn't make it worse,
If I never make it home will I ride in the hearse?
Laying there thinking of you.

Will I die on the road to you?
I think I might have already started.
Wuji
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