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By Penny Paton
Copyright © 1998. All rights reserved.
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I wait
pondering
why?
for what?
for night?
for day?
life's suspended between
two breaths
wondering
living surrounds
blinds closed
behind the door
longing
but not sure
trembling deep within
I wait
Oh time,
if only the power of your arms
could sweep me upward
while I wait
the next minute,
the next hour
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