Worry - Poem by Laura Rodriguez
I do not know your whereabouts,
I have not seen you for days.
I know you're not dead,
but give me something to rely on.
I pray you are still alive,
but my heart keeps thinking you're dead.
I worry, and worry and worry.
I wait and wait and wait.
And yet still no response.
Where are you?
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