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Waiting For A Waiting: A Poem
Into the dewy softness of the dark
Hid a sky pregnant with some spark
Of thunderbolts and lightening and a storm,
Promised to light me with many a chirm.
All my sun-burnt soil heated with hunger
Cant but now look back in anger
Finding some solace in waiting and watch
Seeking some showers to fall and to catch.