Wait for the wind to push clear,
I'll be waiting for you, all along,
I feel you in but you're not here,
To each -other, I feel we belong,
Hold on to that loneliness, dear,
I still believe, it will not be long,
You sustained the heavy to bear,
For me, love, please stay strong.
"Wait For The Wind"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha
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