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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
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Lady Elanie,
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