The Waiting...
Promises unveiled that have yet to be seen
Still, a watchful eye awaits a quickly changing scene
Legs grow strong to run the race that lies yet unveiled
Silent heart awaits the call for all to jump to sail
Do not hate the waiting that comes before the day
Listen, ever listen, do not cast away
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