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Patience

The bells cry out in the darkness
     As I wait for someone here.
Eleven times they sound the hour
     When you did not appear.

A distant train attempts to warn
     Against a broken heart.
Yet here I sit, and sigh for ev'ry
     Minute we're apart.

              
~October 3, 1999

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