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Time crawls,
Seconds seems like hours,
Minutes appears as days,
Hours reflected as weeks.

I sit there wondering,
What’s the wait for?
Who are we expecting?
Should we sit while waiting
or wait while sitting?

Does it even matter the order
Or should the journey process matter more?
Are we moving during the wait,
Is the fruit value for wait?

Suspense keeps us occupied,
Thoughts in all directions.
Mind clouded and confused,
My eyes close and wait.