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The words have come and gone,

I sit ill.

The phone rings, the cat sleeps.

Linda vacuums.

I am waiting to live,

waiting to die.

I wish I could ring in some bravery.

It’s a lousy fix

but the tree outside doesn’t know:

I watch it moving with the wind

in the late afternoon sun.

There’s nothing to declare here,

just a waiting.

Each faces it alone.

Oh, I was once young,

Oh, I was once unbelievably


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