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Waiting for the Weekend
Contributed by
hanasuru
on
Thursday, 22nd July 2010 @ 06:33:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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From nine to five I'm not alive
but when I reach the door
I know that there's just seven left
to fill my twenty four
And in two it is Saturday
the day when I am free
to wait until next Saturday
That's where I want to be
And in two there'll be seven more
from seven more to go
When will I reach this far away
Of that I do not know
If I can reach this far away
what will I have to show
Or will I get there just to find
I'm still stuck in the flow
And if I reach tomorrow
What then will I begin
Anticipating Saturday
When waiting starts again
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hanasuru
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Re: Waiting for the Weekend
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by Elizabeth_Dandy on
Friday, 23rd July 2010 @ 06:49:07 AM AEST
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Ah everybody who was part of hte working force felt and still feels the same.
Very creatively depicted predicament.
It is too hard and tiresome to learn to make proper use of the "Present" the present moment that solely counts.
Great Job
Blessings
Elizabeth. |
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