I wrote this poem when I was eleven.
Waiting for dawn to break
I sit here all alone
So many path in front of me
Someone throw me a bone
I sit and stare and watch and wait
I watch and stare and sit and wait
Not sure which path to take
Waiting just for dawn to break
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