Wishing and waiting.
Everything is quiet and still,
on this dark and foggy night.
The air is damp and chilly,
a light drizzle is falling.
I’m alone at the park,
walking slowly on the trail.
I’m thinking about my life,
wishing for a better future.
I’m wanting my freedom,
praying to be single again.
Still I’m left here waiting,
hoping a miracle will occur.
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