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Do Not Wait For Me

Do not I wait the birds, nor, do I in morning's wake arrive at life, with all the lustre of thy sun. More, I wait, my half-eyed superstitions, that my days are 'ready done.

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Date: 2/5/2025 8:45:00 PM
It is an interesting concept. Solitary times seem to go at their own pace. I have this happen often. Best wishes.
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Date: 2/5/2025 3:32:00 PM
fantastic -
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Date: 2/5/2025 10:19:00 AM
Dear Kate, Oh, how your words carry a quiet melancholy, a sense of inevitability wrapped in poetic restraint. There’s a delicate beauty in the way you balance waiting and acceptance, soft yet inviting. A thought-provoking and evocative piece! Winter Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
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