The woods are waiting patiently for the day they will rule once more.
The blessed herbs will no longer be contained.
Bernie Maddoff will long be gone.
And I will still be missing all the absent moments.
Today, I am waiting to be fired.
Today, I am waiting to get caught.
Today, I am waiting for 5 o'clock to come around.
13 years ago
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