Waiting
For a payoff that will never happen
For the jackpot that will never strike
For the love that will never be felt
For the friendship to be whole
When it is, and was always
Splintered
Waiting
For a payoff that will never happen
For the jackpot that will never strike
For the love that will never be felt
For the friendship to be whole
When it is, and was always
Splintered
Poems and Petals 
There is a slight truth in this.
Always be – splintered.
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Why is that you echo My thoughts so much? Beautiful!
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Thank you, Aruna!
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