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Abiding

You want me to wait for time
But it seems that it's shy
And never arrives,

You want me to hold on
Standing by the days
Lingering aside

You want me to abide indefinitely
Expecting one future
That mayor not come

You want me to await tomorrow
But you don't know when is tomorrow
Or if it'll exist somehow

But you are the sea
and I'm a fish
Endlessly thirsty
Of you

You are with me
And I still miss you
So much

You asked me
To stop my melody
But I can't

The music it's already there
Waiting
For your time
Abiding
For your future
Awaiting
your tomorrow
Standing by,
your days,
lingering
To be sung

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