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We wait
For the job offer that never comes
We wait
For the proposal that never was
We wait
For the harvest to ripen
We wait for the food to cook
And the lord to come
We wait
Not patiently but with anxiety
Trying to decipher tomorrow
Will the harvest be great?
Will he propose,
Or will I be called for that interview
We save the best for that orpotune moment
Then the moment passes us by
And our best lies unused by us
Waiting for the wise ones who’ll use it when they can