As I drift in and out of sleep
waiting
You call me from far away
calling for me to come home
the call so inviting, persistent
reminds me of what I love
but I can't wake, can't move
can't make the journey
clear and constant every day
you tell me to come back
as the sand slips through the timer
and life diminishes
because my one request from the God who failed me
was to return to you in the end
and yet,
I am holding on, waiting
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