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Wait For Me

Why are you always running away?
Walking so briskly,
eyes set right ahead,
a clear purpose about your lengthy stride.
Why can't you merely slow down a second
to say a few words more than hello?
Your rushing makes me feel like
I'm never your priority.
Standing on the sidelines
with so many words on my lips,
lost and unsaid
when you brush by.



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