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I place my hand on the screen
I wish that you were here
I sit and I wonder
I pray and I fear
 
With every day that flies by
My woes only grow
Am I missed when I am gone?
Do you care when I go?
 
I have my position clear
And my sheild is at the ready
Notw it is your turn to move
So be swift and steady
 
Please tell me every detail
tell me how you feel
It hurts to just sit waiting
Not knowing what it real
 
I would rather be rejected
Than sit in the dark not knowing
I can handle the pain, I can
I promise no tears will be flowing

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