Gift Wicked

When I thought I saw clearly,
I was clearly blind.
So you see, I've waited and waited
For time to waste.
First come, first served, save the best for last.
I can't feel you anymore,
Anymore you feel I can't.
So it's been. I've lost and lost
What I cannot find.

by Andy Purdy the Graven

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