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Waiting

Feel like I'd like fishing Sitting there Alone On some body of calm Water A little rowboat or Canoe Early in the summer morning Listening to the birds Rise and the golden light spread In the sky Leaking through the Willow trees Sitting there All day Waiting Feel like I'd like fishing Sitting there waiting Been waiting Everyday Anyway Been waiting For something To come To happen My whole life Been waiting For an answer Might as well Wait for a fish to bite.
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cristina-dean
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Apr 1, 2023
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