...The hurry was pointless
I've waited over an hour
His chair is still empty
and my mood's turning sour...
Part 2/4 from a poem by Tia Gow (2008)
I've waited over an hour
His chair is still empty
and my mood's turning sour...
Part 2/4 from a poem by Tia Gow (2008)
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