Staring at an empty space
eyes drying of aging age
withering, wrinkling face
limping slows walking pace
hopes wishes of long long race
seeking answers in heart I trace
cheaters liars selfish maze
lost for many many a days
hopeful heart perhaps will laze
a newness with ultimate solace
wishes now for a quiet place
lay and wait for my final stance
Nothing more I envisage
There was no need for wild dance
My Wall
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