patience

seem to be missing a lot of people lately.there always there, right in front of me.. and yet it's like they're not. leading their busy lives. going out into the world. exploring. living. and here's me still stuck in my own quaint world. watching them fly, like my little baby birdies. they're floating away. they'll return someday or whenever they need me. whenever they do, I'll be waiting, bright and happy to see them. I've just got to be patient. patience. hm,.

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