Covered with clustered
webs and dust,
how many more years
do I have to trust,
–to cope
with hope,
–to wait
with faith,
before you finally
pick me,
read me,
know me,
choose me,
among the hearts
you shelved
inside
you.
—
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In response to Daily Post: Shelf
