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Waiting

Waiting –
The days long
And nameless
Twisting under my
Hands like a feral
Cat. It’s claws
Rake my arms
Demanding release.
The sting reminds
Me that I must hold on
Even as teeth bite
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Christine Austin Cole 26 April 2008
Perfect in its preciseness. Yes, indeed, waiting bites even the most patient of souls. And, like holding your breath and waiting to breathe, the longer you have to - the harder it gets, it seems. Wishing you well, ~Christine
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