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Jan 2019
Just how long have I to wait

For that single word:

"Hey"

Spin does the hour hand

Spent filling a sieve with

sand

All those months where everyday

I watch Life simply fly

away

Is it true that one day I can

Hold a friend's warm

hand

So many long lonely days

And nothing can I really say

And not much I can do but

wait.
January 14, 2019

I write of my continuing want for the love unfulfilled.
Pensive Poignant Poetry
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