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Laying in shadow , in hope of relief,
Waiting patently, bearing all grief,

Your arrival, your departure
Does that make any sense?
Does that make me defaulter?

I was wasted before you came,
I had no hope unless you called my name.

Your voice echoed in voids of my vein,
It gave me a glitter, a spark of life,
But later on, very late; I realized it was vain.

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