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A poem about waiting for the perfect time |
Wait For It Let them go, Let them see, The world in which, Only they can see. Feed the adventure, In their souls, Like kindle to a fire, The fire in their souls. When they see, All they can be, Take control, And wait for it. Wait for the perfect time, For the perfect rhyme, Make them feel at home, Make them belong. |