My Spot

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Before 2002

Sitting here

alone, in my spot

thinking, waiting, hoping

to see him turn the corner

and come towrads me; smiling.

Sitting here, alone in my spot

I dream about magical events

and question why they never come true.

The days go by, and still

I sit.

When will my day come?

Sitting here alone,

in my spot

I make wishes...

that could only come true in fairy tales

and in my dreams.

Sitting here

alone.

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