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Jun 2014
Sitting here
On this wall.
I wait
And wait
         And wait.

I stare
At the clouds.
I hope
And hope
        And hope.

I listen
To the birds.
I dream
And dream
        And dream.

I smell
The white flowers.
I believe
And believe
         And believe.

I touch
The cold ground.
I cry
And cry
       And cry.
JustBeingMe
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