lying in wait for tranquil footsteps
their muted sighs rustling in the wind...
waiting to whisper in my ears
tales unspoken, unheard
before they shrivel and drop...
why don't I tarry, the walk is eternal,
the time is beyond, I'm in no hurry.
For I've no promises to keep before I sleep...
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