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Feb 2020
We waited – waited – waited…
For that which
We knew
Not

Just killed the time till killing time…
With small and
Pointless
Talk

We seemed to ride upon a dream…
That faded with
Slow with
Time

And in the end, the curtains closed…
Without a
Reasoned
Rhyme

.
Dylan McFadden
Written by
Dylan McFadden  28/M/Seattle
(28/M/Seattle)   
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