Waiting waiting waiting
always waiting...
Life seems to require time spent,
in hope... of something...
Some call it desire
And with desire based on the clock
It's just another conflict
we wrestle with... with time...
It's a struggle against the universe
and God that we face everyday
Which separates us as a third party
in relation to...
So now we concoct every method
to come to equilibrium
with something far larger far greater
than we are, yet God invites
Us to be with Him
From dust to living eternally
with The Lord
And still we
Wait
Wait
Wait
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