Don't call it wasted
since I wouldn't sell it
at any price
I should have tasted
more by now
I should have been there twice
and there were many mornings
beginning, and not
beginning to begin
and there were clear signs
and knocking, tapping
Let me in
I won't pronounce
upon a day
non one hour old
but I'll announce
for all my turnings
Your indifference is cold
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