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I Wait
Day by day I await
To hear from her
As the days grow so late
I nedd to know of her
A mistake I made, on my last day
Cost me something dear
Everynight I lay awake
Wishing to hold her near
I called and heard
The echo of my voice
No sound from her
Just visions of boys
Not any men
Not a man at all
They have fear within
And show it to all
Is she harmed
Does she cry
Why am I alarmed
To think she died
Who knows the time
When we shall meet
Maybe after this rhyme
She’ll come to me and greet
Remend my soul
Help me help
Like those days of old
When I was her welp
