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Chantell Wild
Poems
Jan 2019
waiting
the rain, it falls
it stalls my heart
cold, inside,
inside of this heart
when will you be here
how long do i wait?
say, will you be here
before it's too late?
patters the rain
like fingers on drums
the clock it is ticking
while Gods do their sums
Written by
Chantell Wild
south africa
(south africa)
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