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~~~~~~ In the distance I see approaching

What truly is not there

From far away I can hear

That which does not make a sound

And with faith I shall wait

For what surely will not come

Confusion clouds my mind

While I question the basis of this faith

My heart yearns for something that

My mind knows is lost

And with faith I shall wait

For what surely will not come

As days turn into months

And months into years

The heart will not abandon

What the mind has since relinquished

And the pain is slightly dulled

By the struggle within myself

Yet, with faith I still wait

For what surely perished long ago

~~~~~~~~~~

Lady Elanie,

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