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April 21, 2022


I found myself in situation
Where I can wait or let go
Both seem equally difficult
Yet both will make me grow

I can’t see the outcome of neither
And hard is my choice
Though I keep hearing whispering
Of some strange familiar voice

It’s the voice that I used to know well
But we grew apart
Yet one can never really forget
Whisper of their own heart

I think I can make up the words
And they seem to be true
What I hear sounds something like
“I’d wait if I were you”

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