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And Still I Wait
I wait in this black emptiness.
Nothing comes to heart or soul.
Nothing but a blithe and peaceful silence.
The black silence of emptiness drags on.
And still I wait.
Fog rolls at my feet, white and wispy.
Black trees form around me.
The grass is dewy.
The night is still black.
And still I wait.
As the stars fade,
the horizon brightens.
All things are illuminated by the sun.
All creatures awakened by its warmth.
And still I wait.
I wait in this black emptiness.
Nothing comes to heart or soul.
Nothing but a blithe and peaceful silence.
The black silence of emptiness drags on.
And still I wait.
