A Lonely Afternoon

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-Revised and reposted-





It’s two-o’clock,
but it seems
like six or seven.
The grayish clouds
are thickening,
and it’s starting
to drizzle.
While an old melody
starts playing,
a very familiar longing
begins unfolding.

And
as the “long,
dark”
and very “lonely night”
is slow approaching,
memories
are fast rewinding.
While silent tears
begin
to fall,
this very lonely heart,
is inevitably missing;
uncontrollably hoping;
and, so undeniably
yearning
anew.




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