The Rising SunA Poem by DestineeI'll Waiti find myself sitting outside under the vast array of stars thinking, wondering worrying, wanting just being and finally realizing that it may not ever make sense but i'll wait for you for me for the rising sun © 2010 DestineeAuthor's Note
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