A light at the end of the turnel
A sign at the bend of the cross road
A sigh at the edge of worries
A while awaits the heir of wisdom to bring
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Eagerness impatience
Like infatuation
Fleeting needing
You cant wait
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Sometimes i feel like a joke
Buttons pushed everywhere i go
I seem to be the crux of a theme
For wrong intents or actions
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As i walk in
I pay my respects
Hi everyone
He steps on my shoe lace
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Everyone has a pin
Its tiny and small
Simple and meaningless
Little and rarely seen
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Having written off the zeal
And thrown away my utmost seal
Having let go of the faith to be real
Its unsettling to deal with the idea
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