As I waved, I looked wistfully
At the waif of a being that was
Washed over me, was a wave of
Unbridled emotions, at life’s faux pas
I stood there rooted in silence,
Enveloped by all his ailing
There I was, helpless, tongue tied
Unaware of my own flailing.
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