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The Waiting Room.

The Waiting Room.

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Romance
The Waiting Room ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There aren't enough seats For 7 Billion People The Waiting Room is where we are Chairs upon Chairs. Made by the people, for the people. And then there's me. And we sit and watch. We wait for things such as love. You're afraid of it, though. But you see love every day We see how it should look Throughout our lives, we're told; we're told how to love. we're told how to live. Then I look into the window of life And it's cold. And it's harsh. And I see nothing out there. When we honestly expected more.. So I take a look into the window of love. And then there's you. You make the wait bearable You made love real You're someone to sit with Until it's time to go. The Waiting Room is where we are And then there's us. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Original by Vincent Cyr.
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