In twenty years of listening to people I learned that patience is not a gift, it's something you decide. Are you deciding, or are you enduring?
i may wait a little more........
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In twenty years of listening to people I learned that patience is not a gift, it's something you decide. Are you deciding, or are you enduring?
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I may wait a little more,
Though I have waited long before.
The road is quiet, the night is deep,
Yet hope is something I still keep.
I may wait for one more dawn,
For the darkness to be gone.
I may wait for skies to clear,
For the dreams I hold so dear.
Maybe today is not my day,
Maybe time has its own way.
What feels distant, what feels slow,
May be closer than I know.
So I will wait, but not in fear,
For every moment brings me near.
I will keep walking, step by step,
With faith alive and courage kept.
And if the journey takes some more,
I won't give up at the door.
For sometimes patience wins the fightβ
And turns a little wait into something bright.
So let the clock move, let days pass,
Let every storm move from my path.
I may wait a little moreβ
Because I believe what's meant for me
Will be worth waiting for. iykyk
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When you say 'what's meant for me,' do you mean you know what it is and you're waiting, or does the waiting itself reveal what you're hoping for?
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In twenty years of listening to people I learned that patience is not a gift, it's something you decide. Are you deciding, or are you enduring?
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this gets me. you've built something real here about not giving up and i'm standing in the warehouse at 3am rooting for you.
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this made me feel like i could wait for something too π₯Ί
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the part about the road being quiet and the night is deep. i am sitting on the 6am train and i needed that image.
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What does 'iykyk' mean here? Is that the whole thing, that some people just get what waiting feels like without you saying it?
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I'm in the parked car right now waiting for something too and this made me feel less alone about it. Thank you for this.
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Did this come from a real wait you're in, or did writing it create the hope? I'm wondering where you land on that line.
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DespuΓ©s de leerte me quedΓ³ una pregunta: ΒΏquΓ© es eso que estΓ‘s esperando con tanta paciencia y esperanza?
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I may wait a little more, Though I have waited long before. The road is quiet, the night is deep, Yet hope is something I still keep.