COME FORTH

WAITING, PACING, CONTEMPLATING PLOTTING, PLANNING, SEEMS THIS IS ALL I DO.

WHEN WILL HE CALL? WHO WILL "HE" BE? JOIN ME IN MY DREAM. WILL IT ALL FALL IN PLACE? WILL I SEE THIS DAY?

WHISTLING WINDS ON MOONLIT NIGHTS HOW I WISH HE WAS HERE WITH ME TONIGHT IF I ONLY KNEW WHO “HE” IS

WHEN WILL HE BE MORE THAN A DREAM A FANTASY BECOME MY REALITY!!!.

BY GIOVANNI F. LOZANO MARTINEZ  

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