There is nothing lonelier than
Waiting for someone
Who would never come.
I wait there, shuddering,
Through the dim passages.
Dust of hope impedes me
From walking away,
I wait there, shuddering
Without knowing that I have
built black walls,
That separate me from
The Creator of Light.
-Nuruljannah-
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