That I wish you would
Fates have not been kind
When I wish they should
Dwindling the days of old
And holding on to false hope
I pray the time you will be ready
For the love I saved so greatly
But is it something I should inflict
On myself self once more?
Or now I should think
If I truly deserve so much more
And dread of waiting again
For something unsure
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