In foggy winter of mistrust,
To warm up heart in hope of sun,
To dry my nagging doubts to dust,
Scorch misunderstandings in June,
I waited with hope till undone.
And yet, not else I could but hope
For my long chilling heart to thaw,
Cajole it, give it a long rope,
Wait for a warmer tomorrow,
Or just to my thankless fate bow.
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