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*waiting for an old friend, conversation Irani tea? waiting for a downpour, umbrella a support stick? waiting for a son, whose canvas shoes he adorns? waiting for a wife, her obese form from the doctor's? waiting for a street dog, to make biscuit crumble fists? waiting for nobody, but tedium, a familiar habit?   can only blunder in theories, as I stand beside him, waiting for somebody...*
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Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
waiting
*waiting for an old friend, conversation Irani tea? waiting for a downpour, umbrella a support stick? waiting for a son, whose canvas shoes he adorns? waiting for a wife, her obese form from the doctor's? waiting for a street dog, to make biscuit crumble fists? waiting for nobody, but tedium, a familiar habit?   can only blunder in theories, as I stand beside him, waiting for somebody...*
snehith-kumbla
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Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
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