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Waiting...

Waiting and waiting. The hours seem eternal, the slow rays of the sun traversing the Summer sky every day reminding that the tick-tock of time has slowed to an ever slow drip drop of a tired tap.

The heat itself exacerbating the tedious effort the hands of the clock must make to circumnavigate once again their path around the face.

And so, the days go by with quiet, painstaking heaviness. How the month teases to be a year.

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